I apologize for being away for so long. To start, I received paying work that took me away from this site. Then, I got pregnant after trying for so long to have a second child. It was a harrowing experience from start to finish. But in November 2019, we welcomed another son, Pasquale, named after my father this time around. Soon, I’ll share more about that story. We’ll laugh. We’ll cry.
But first we have to tend to the matters at hand now. The Motherland is in crisis, one that we never could have imagined, and it seems like something out of a horror film. Rather than simply cry as the statistics roll in about the Italian people dying of COVID-19, which is caused by a novel coronavirus, I will try to share stories that describe what’s happening there. When I can, I will try to lift spirits. In the meantime, my own community in the United States is facing the same dread. I’m in Bergen County, New Jersey, near Teaneck, which is the hot spot for the virus in this state. I think few people have recognized our new reality and the significance of what is happening. Our lives are changing forever.