Please God protect all the people of this earth and restore us to our "normalcy" as soon as possible.

Everyday that boring routine, where you have to get up early in the morning from the phone alarm after pressing the snooze button more than three times, buy your favorite coffee and tell yourself every day "tomorrow I'll get the thermos ", Swapping a couple of rounds in the long queue of traffic as if you were the only one to get into the office in style and not feel overwhelmed, though others watch the clock with scolding glances because you're late ... all of this is missing so much now.

If we had to stay home for only two days, I would have asked for three!

But apparently this is neither a solution nor a choice! The end of this situation seems as unpredictable as the London weather itself!

Every day there are reports of lost lives around the world ... so many!

Already, Corona is our daily reality too!

We sleep and wake up to the numbers that are added daily, not knowing if we can be the next individual to have a positive result.

This week we had to move and live in another house. So the late quarantine started for us, in the new apartment, full of work, shelves to clean and rooms to fix, as a kind of therapy in this heavy air.

Along with the endless cardboard packaging and boxes, I tried to take our memories with us.

Even when I was very young we had to change houses often, as we had been renting for years.

Whenever we had to pack, I told my mom jokingly that this was a very fun process, more or less like that feeling when packing suitcases to go on vacation.

Think for a moment, O Mom, how boring it would be to live in the same house, to always sleep in the same room; what if you didn't like your neighborhood friends or your nearest school?

No, no we had to move around and find new friends, good neighbors all over Tirana, learn endless streets and alleys, the best ice cream shops and many more like these.

I found it very difficult to make this transfer fun at all during the pandemic time, though our daughter was overjoyed about our little garden after her new home, as she loves nature.

This time we would stay home longer and our routine would change.

Blown away by the day-to-day, the moment I had to paint with my daughter was so short that they could draw no more than three figures.

We're both very detailed, so we waved the colorful butterfly's wings beautifully; we cared very much for the floral petals to be symmetrical and so we finished the owl chicken for 10 minutes.

Now we have 10 hours available waiting for our creativity to be at maximum capacity, but in limited conditions.

This is very similar to those combinations of math, which I don't even want to think about as a result of being afraid of being wrong.

Every day is a real challenge in how to make it just feel like a "normal" day. It seems as though the world stopped for a moment and created two new eras: life before and after Corona.

I believe each of us took a moment to reflect ...

Beyond the jokes and memes on social media that cause people to wander among gas particles, Corona made us reflect on this stage of life where we are, what we have achieved, who we support, what we really enjoy and what we miss. more.

Someone reflected on his passions, someone worked from home for the first time, someone discovered a talent for cooking, maybe someone started to appreciate someone more, but someone else probably lost patience; someone discovered the betrayal of many others maybe regained love ...

Above all, Corona made us stand together unconditionally and without excuses.

It made us stand together not only in our small families, but all states, all nationalities as one body against a crown virus to bring him down from the throne.

Warmest Regards,

Ana

PS: Joanna Geta is an Albanian mum who has been living and working in London for years, with a passion for writing and beauty. She will be a part of Class Magazine through articles and themes she will follow on an ongoing basis.