When I was growing up, my family lived in rural New Hampshire. Over the past two decades my brothers and I have scattered to various places around the globe, and have never been very good at staying in touch. I am quite convinced that were we not family, we would not still all know each other. Lately, I am grateful that we do. I have had more contact with my brothers since the Pandemic began, both via text and Facetime, than the sum of a few years of birthdays and Christmases. There is something about sharing that common foundation and family network that feels unusually soothing right now.
I exchanged dozens of messages with my older brother about Chinese and Japanese cooking today. I was looking for a good recommendation on a wok for our kitchen, and knew he had a passion for Asian cuisine, so I reached out. Under other circumstances, I might have just used google and amazon type reviews, but something made me reach out to Connect. We compared experiences with filing for CA unemployment--he was recently "released" from his job at a grocery store for demanding that management provide access to PPE for employees. I am selfishly glad to hear that he is out of harm's way, and grateful that he was standing up for the safety of his coworkers. It is infuriating to me that any business remains resistant to doing Everything Possible to mandate the safety of their employees (and customers) as we work through this.