Casey is slowly starting to open up and that’s all I could really want at this point. I know I can’t push her to talk about things she isn’t ready to discuss, but if she joins us for dinner everyone once in a while, I’ll count it as a win. I didn’t realize how much I missed family dinners until it was just me sitting at the table. James, obviously, joins whenever he isn’t on a night shift but he did disappear for almost a week while we were getting Casey – while his supervisor was understanding of the situation, he has some time to make up at work.
Strangely, his job
as a prison security guard has been the most stable and normal thing this past
year and a half (holy shit, has it nearly been a year and a half?). The three
of us are fully vaccinated, by the way, I don’t know if I mentioned that. As
soon as we were eligible, we went in and got shot. The sooner we did, the
sooner we could return to our normal lives. And then Casey got kidnapped. And
then we rescued her. And then we got our second dose. It’s been a trying few
months.
But anyways, James
has been the most stable of any of us this whole time. While the banks were
always open, the times when we were allowed in the office kept changing. The
same can be said for Casey’s school – one week she’s totally online, the next,
she’s expected to be in the classroom bright and early. Now that the school
year is essentially over, at least she can establish her own routine. I think
that will help her gain some stability.
That’s what we all
need right now: time and stability.
Prisons can’t
exactly “work from home” so no matter what is going on with the rest of the world,
James can count on his shifts to be the same thing day in and day out. But with
a lot more hand sanitizer – for him. I’ve been informed by James and a few
commenters that the majority of prisons in this country have been absolutely
inhumane when it comes to handling the pandemic.
I’m not surprised
and yet I’m still disappointed. I could use that to describe most of the things
that have happened this year. Apparently, I need to my lower my expectations.
Or… people could step the fuck up. Hmm. Continue to disappoint me or do the
bare minimum of human decency.
Only one of those
will get you killed.
As always, dear
readers,
Stay Safe
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