Because of fears of possibly being infected with the Covid-19 virus, I can no longer be with my six-year-old granddaughter. She is an amazing little girl: happy, funny, beautiful, smart, creative, kind, generous, talented in so many ways: a total delight to be with. Until now, I have been with her during several days each week. She has been sunshine in my life during this sobering time of pandemic.
To this point, it has felt fine, on a regular basis, to be with her and my daughter, her mom, who is single parenting. This has certainly helped my daughter while she has been working from home. And being with my granddaughter has been a treat for me. She is a very special little girl. She puts a smile on my face and gladdens my heart. I have felt some confidence that her mom was keeping herself and her daughter largely isolated and safe. I was willing to accept the relatively small risk for me associated with being with them.
But the situation has changed. My daughter has enrolled her young charge in a summer school program with other kids and other adults. It starts next week and lasts for the rest of the summer. She did this to end the isolation that has been ongoing for her daughter, allowing her, once again, to be with other children and other adults. I understand this. I also know that both of them will now be exposed to so many others, with no control over any of their previous or current contacts. This is one way that the virus can spread.
To my way of thinking, health concerns need to continue to be the highest priority. I disagree with sending my granddaughter into a summer school program setting. I have let my daughter know that I think this is risky for them both. Yet, she is the mother and gets to decide what is best for them. But for me, this is a new and more risky situation. At 77 years old, I now feel a greater need to keep myself safe. So, I will not be seeing my granddaughter on any kind of regular basis until doing so can feel safer for me once again. This makes me really sad. My heart is heavy.