For this editor’s letter, I wanted to talk about all the joy that we can begin to look forward to again: hugging our friends, popping corks at a restaurant, dressing up. You will see that this issue is a true celebration of all the things we can start to be excited about as more and more of us are vaccinated. I’m writing this on the same day I’ve received my first needle and I am so cheered by this. It really is our ‘passport to freedom’ and after such harrowing times for us all, we have every right to feel entitled to it and the ‘new Roaring 20s’ it is sure to usher in.
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I woke on Tuesday at 4am and could hardly breathe. I was sweating (and, post-menopausal that I am, I never sweat) and racked with worry. I grabbed my hair, put my head in my hands, and said out loud, ‘What am I doing? What was I thinking?’