Camp Quarantine : Independence Day (pt. 6)

Saturday, April 11, 2020 (day 15) 

It’s strange to be quarantined for 15 days with the risk of being positive for COVID19 and then suddenly wake up one morning and you’re freed from your captivity and able to return back into the wild. I woke up Saturday morning to my husband crawling into bed with me. His cuddles felt softer and warmer than ever before. After laying there for awhile, we decided it was time to drink coffee at the kitchen table … just like we used to!

I hesitated to leave my bedroom as I stared down at that white piece of tape, which has served as my barrier for the past two weeks. Its words “DO NOT CROSS” seemed to resonate with me. To be honest, I didn’t feel quite ready to step over it just yet. It’s a very conflicting feeling : part of me wanted to finally be out of isolation but the other part felt like I should remain in quarantine and wait for COVID symptoms, despite getting the okay from Public Health. It made me reflect upon how prisoners must feel after YEARS of confinement and then one day, the gates are opened and they’re released. Coronavirus Remeption, starring Amanda Ngo.

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I once read that wonderful things are especially wonderful the first time they happen, but unfortunately, the novelty wanes with repetitive exposure. This experience has reminded me of how sweet these little day-to-day events, which I’ve come to take for granted, truly are.

Today, walking the dog with my husband was particularly blissful. The air, which would normally annoy me for being a bit cool, was instead crisp and refreshening. The nature, which I normally wouldn’t pay much attention to, was instead very serene. And our newly adopted geriatric huskey was so comforting to pet – was she always this soft? Plating my own food was a exceptional priveldge! Even going to the fridge and having the option to snack WHENEVER I felt like was fantastic! That night, I sat at the table WITH my family, instead of listening to them from around the corner.

This experience has given me a whole new appreciation for what I previously would have considered “normal” or “tedious” daily activities, and an even deeper respect for those who have to deal with the real hardships of this pandemic. Those who cannot hold the hand of a loved one who is sick in the hospital ; those who are mourning the loss of someone close to them alone ; those who are unwell and are too scared to go to the hospital ; those in nursing homes who are only able to see visitors through a window ; and so on and so on. My heart goes out to all of those people who are truly impacted.

Lastly, I am also reminded of something very important! We, as individuals, are surprisingly quite resilient! My first few days in isolation were devastating; however, as I adapted, I learned ways to improve my situation, largely by changing my perspective. It reinforced my belief that happiness is mostly a state of mind, an internal rather than external phenomenon. Sometimes we have the tendency to sit around waiting for an event or people to make us happy, when instead, we need to realize that happiness truly starts from within! Sometimes we have to re-program our thoughts to accept the things that we cannot change and, instead, figure out a way of making bittersweet lemonade! The happiness in your life depends on the quality of your thoughts. “If you don’t like something, change it; if you can’t change it, change the way you think about it” – Maya Angelou.

Stay safe and stay positive!

This concludes my series on Camp Quarantine and the Coronavirus! Thanks for the read 🙂 

Camp Quarantine : My Cup Runneth Over (pt 5)

Sunday, April 5, 2020 (day 9)

Today is my son’s thirteenth birthday. He greets me at the end of my hallway and stops just before the piece of tape which reads “Do Not Cross”. He rubs his sleepy eyes and smiles as I wish him a happy birthday. I stare at him pensively. It’s odd. I see a boy that I once knew but now he is gone. He’s been replaced by a teenager with wild, unkept hair and thick, large feet. Although he looks, acts, and sounds the same as he did yesterday, there’s a twinge in my heart as I realize that things are now different. He’s now a teenager which means that I must learn to loosen my grip and accept that he’s no longer a child. Instead, I should encourage him to begin his journey towards discovering the person who he wants to be. It makes me proud to see him standing strongly on his own and expressing more independence; however, the idea of having less control over sheltering and protecting him scares me. I suppose everyone, even my sweet baby boy, needs to experience some degree of sorrow, hardship, failure, and disappointment to truly know and appreciate what happiness is.

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A week ago, I assumed Hunter’s birthday would be a bit of a letdown but it surprisingly turned out to be a very unforgettable day (in a good way). On top of having my husband run a few essential errands for our small family celebration, I sent a message to our close friends asking if they could send Hunter some virtual birthday wishes. They went above and beyond to do even better and organized a way of sending Hunter their birthday love while respecting the rules of physical distancing during this pandemic. It was truly heartwarming to watch the beauty of friendship from the confinements of my bedroom window.

As previously mentioned, I’m taking an online course on The Science of Well-Being. Essentially, it focuses on the psychology behind happiness and how it can be strengthened and sustained. There’s an entire section devoted to social connections since it’s such an important component of our well-being. Studies show that simply being around people makes us happier. And not only does it make us happier, but it also makes shared experiences even richer. Interestingly enough, they conducted a study on tasting chocolate – it concluded that those who sampled chocolate with another individual, even a stranger, rated the chocolate as being tastier and even more enjoyable compared to when they ate it alone.

What I’ve learning to appreciate while being in captivity is the importance of creating and strengthening social connections. Some of us tend to place socializing low on our priority list (guilty). We get caught up in chores, responsibilities, work, and so on; the little time and energy that we have left over, we use it to recover. We should remind ourselves to make the time, instead of waiting for it, to foster these connections.

So I challenge you in the future to smile at a stranger, put down your phone and strike up a conversation while waiting in line, listen to what people really have to say, reconnect with someone you lost touch with, and ultimately, learn to become better engaged with your surroundings. Today my friends really pulled through for me during a difficult time to help make my son’s day even brighter. A simple task with intangible meaning. These very friends who started off as mere strangers many years ago.

Stay home, Stay safe, stay positive!



To be continued…

Camp Quarantine : So Far, So Good (pt. 4)

Thursday, April 2, 2020 (day 6)

Once accepting a situation, it often becomes easier to tolerate.

I initially passed my days like a house pet. I waited to be fed. I waited for attention. I waited for my husband to come home (and would get excited once he did). And I spent long hours sitting at the window, wondering where people were going. Okay, well maybe that’s a bit of an exaggeration but I do hope that no one ever has to endure the hunger pangs of waiting for a teenager to wake up and feed you!
A few days into my quarantine, I decided that it was necessary to establish structure and routine in order to mentally survive this confinement. So every morning, I would wake up early, chat with my husband over coffee, make my bed, draw back the curtains, and begin my day.

Part of this routine included participating in an online course on The Science of Well-Being. In one of the sections, we discussed savouring. Savouring is the act of thoroughly enjoying something. Studies concluded that stepping out of your experience to savour and appreciate it will actually contribute to an increase in happiness!

It dawned on me that this is why I enjoy writing so much. Wandering Mandy is kind of a play on words. I wander a lot physically … but not nearly as much as I do mentally! I use writing as a tool to savour my experiences. It encourages me to pay closer attention and analyze how those moments make me feel and how I can capture them into words. How does this sand feel? What do those clouds look like? What is that smell in the air? How does all of this make me feel? I then try to preserve those experiences through my stories, which I can relive at any time.

In the beginning, it was quite emotional for me to be isolated and I spent a lot of time mourning the loss of my freedom and secretly resenting my family for not showering me in more pity. After a few days though, I decided that enough was enough and that it was time to accept this situation. I made a conscious decision to not waste any more of my precious time waiting and lamenting about the things that I cannot do or change.
So how did I take this bad situation and turn it into good? Or, even better, how did I embrace it? I decided to take this opportunity to finish that book I’ve always wanted to read. I decided to dust off my ukulele and finally learn how to play it. I decided to get really good at juggling. I decided to actually use those self-care products that I’ve never had time to enjoy. I decided to return people’s calls and messages and really engage in meaningful conversations with them. I decided to savour this moment of being alone with my thoughts and put that energy and emotion into my writing. Most importantly, I decided to stop putting my life on hold and instead be positive and patient while I wait for this pandemic to end.

“If you change the way you look at things, then the things you look at change”.

Stay positive! Stay home! Stay safe!


To Be Continued…