As I type this, my husband is baking a cake with my four- and seven-year-olds. It’s my hour to work and then we will switch.
The mythological term “work-life balance” has been the name of the game during self-isolation. It hasn’t been easy but it has taught me that we have more strength in us than we realize.
As our flight was landing from Mexico on Saturday, our country was changing. From the tarmac, the first email I read was from my employer, Corus, requiring anyone arriving in Canada to self-isolate.
Within two hours, the same messaging from federal, then our local public health department. It was a tough pill to swallow in arrivals but I also knew this wasn’t about me.