One Way We Savored Life in the Pandemic


a five minute friday piece | savor

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Like most words chosen at the beginning of 2020, mine seemed ironic by the year’s midpoint.


How do you “savor” a pandemic?
Thousands of deaths?

You don’t, of course.
You savor what’s found in between — the moments of joy squeezed out like drops of lemon juice.

With spring bursting out of every crack in the earth, and a newborn who’d arrived the week lockdowns began, our little family of four took near-daily after-dinner drives.

Cruising along country roads, we survived the sense of uncertainty enveloping every decision we made or didn’t.

We let movement and beauty soothe raw, sleep-deprived nerves.
We shared snacks, letting the sweetness or salt linger on our tongues.
We savored both what we saw and where we were and what we did have.

Doing so made the world feel a little safer, and revealed a little more goodness to taste.

What’s your favorite memory from the pandemic?

This piece first appeared on my website.



Amanda Dzimianski (she/her) | Writing Coach

poet + author | Ache is a Passport: Love Letter to Survivors of Spiritual Abuse , available now |