I hope that my kids will take a page from Grandma’s playbook and move past this with optimism and resilience because even in this challenging time, there are so many good memories to cling to.
So, what do I hope is included in their recollection? A few things:
I hope they remember how, with nobody else to play with, they actually played with their siblings, making up imaginary worlds, building forts, or just playing cards.
I hope they remember that, in the absence of having our usual crowd of Shabbat guests, they learned to appreciate how meaningful and cozy a small family Shabbat could be.
I hope they remember the amazing teachers at Torah Day School of Ottawa and at the Ottawa Jewish Community School, who shifted to online learning multiple times and enabled their students to keep learning and thriving even through periods of lockdown.
I hope they remember how the uplifting sounds of Torah learning coming through three different online classrooms permeated our home and brought us so much strength during the pandemic.
And I hope they remember the kindness of the volunteers from the Jewish Federation of Ottawa who delivered my kids’ school devices to them when their classes went into quarantine.
Finally, I hope we all remember that the community has been there for us during this unique time, and when the pandemic finally ends, the Jewish community of Ottawa will be even stronger, and more cohesive because of it.