As we all stumble through this new way of life, I find myself grasping to stability. Something that will keep me grounded.

Now, for me, life didn't change much. I've already been working from home, and I live far away from things, so I don't get out much.

But the idea of being forced into our homes is what drives us mad.

Some of us need interactions with people. While some of us feel like we can finally breathe. I'm sure we will freak out once we've finished recharging.

Today, however, I find myself focusing on something else. Today marks the fifteenth year of being with my husband. Fifteen years since we stood in the parking lot outside of Ralphs and he asked me to be his girlfriend.

While I know you all want to hear, "I wouldn't want to be stuck in quarantine with anyone else!" The reality of it is, it's not quarantine. It's normal life with an overarching theme of impending doom.

So, yes. While I'm glad that I have my chosen partner to be stuck with, this whole thing sucks.

What I truly mean to say is that there is always something known, something comfortable amidst the chaos of everything happening. When you are struggling to hold on, find what helps to anchor you. Even if sometimes you want to punch that anchor in the gut.

Use this time to help remind you of the human connections that we've forgotten. Use it to see the fractures that have grown throughout the world. Use it to find the best version that you can be so we can come out of this stronger. More united. A true people.

And even if you can't go somewhere special to celebrate a significant time, remember that you can create new fond memories for the future. Create a story that will keep being brought up for years to come.

So, on this day, my fifteen years with my husband, I give part of myself to hopefully inject a little hope into what's going on. Even if just for a brief moment.

Stay healthy, my friends.