If I would have sent Christmas cards this year this would have been the photo on the front. It’s a picture of my daughter back in early April a few weeks after her 4th-grade class was moved online. That little dining tray you see next to her on the right, that’s where I planned to work. It seemed like a good enough idea at the time. A corner of my bedroom where we’d navigate the sudden changes that jolted us out of our normal routine along with billions of others around the globe.
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