Out of the Fog

We were in isolation for 10 days after we arrived in Cambridge due to Covid. There had been boiler issues in our permanent flat so we waited out our time in a flat nearby. I was able to slowly transition into the idea of living in England even though this adventure had been in the planning for over a year. I ordered art supplies planning my 6 month artist retreat, ordered yarn to crochet afghans for us to feel cosy, got into a mode of cooking and caring for myself and my family. During this time, we celebrated New Years in isolation, I gave haircuts, we watched Mandalorian, online school was started after national lock down was again declared and Aaron dove into his new balance of work.

It was a foggy Saturday when we walked down the street with our suitcases packed, again. Our 3rd move in a month, including packing up our home after selling it, ready to settle into our new 6 month home, it was so exciting. The feeling of leaving a 10 day isolation is incredible although I did love being hunkered down with my family, knowing you can't leave except the allowed few escapes into the garden. Once unloaded we headed out walking to explore Cambridge, my first impression was awe of the historic buildings, how beautiful it felt and is this really January. We walked and walked all over on Sunday too, I was so taken by the green, architecture, the feeling of history and the continued struggle to comprehend what season it was.

Bin Brook outside our flat Kings College Chapel River Cam

I don't take any of this for granted, I am so grateful to have this experience during what I am sure will be a defining period of time in my life. I am externally taking in everything I can, looking into myself and humbly want to share this all with you. This feels like a restart, rebirth and a coming out of the fog.