Me, two months ago: I REFUSE TO POST GROUP SHOTS OF ZOOM SESSIONS AS IT WOULD NORMALIZE THEM AND GRADUALLY ALLOW THEM TO REPLACE ACTUAL TIME SPENT TOGETHER

Me, now: LOOK AT MY SISTERS AND I, OMG IT’S AN ACTUAL PICTURE OF USSSSSSS

Our husbands arranged a surprised Zoom happy hour for us, which is the most special and most sweet, especially for Blaine and Carrie, as these husbands ALSO put the kids to bed on their own. We’ve been talking on Marco Polo approximately 97 times a day, updating each other with important content like ‘I just ate these chips’ and ‘the pollen is very bad today’ and pressing questions like ‘should I wash my hair today?’ But this live sesh was the absolute best. Throughout the pandemic Carrie (who works in legal for a hospital) has patiently allowed Blaine and I to dig for silver linings — and surely Zooms like this are one them. In almost 20 years of friendship, with most of that time spent living in different places, I don’t think we’ve ever gotten on a group skype or live internet face thing. And why not? Because we are so busy, consumed by life. And as 900 articles have already posited: maybe ONE good thing in all this frustration and loss and sadness and fear is the fact that many of us (the lucky ones) are being FORCED to slow down — AND OTHER THINGS THESE WOMEN WILL DISCUSS, IN DEPTH, IN FUTURE ‘REAL LIFE’ HANGS.