The Aftermath

The six of us used to get together for a frittata breakfast at a local Italian bistro every Saturday morning. We’d leave the kiddos with our hubbies and enjoy the food, company, and the freedom. It had become a cherished ritual.

And then the darkness hit and everything shut down. Everyone was ordered to stay at home and to be safe. Our Saturday morning ritual ended and after a while, we lost touch with one another.

Sixteen months have passed since the quarantine began and things are starting to open up again after the vaccines were introduced. I recently read that the Italian bistro had reopened and I decided to reach out to my five dear friends to see if they were interested in meeting up for frittatas on an upcoming Saturday morning.

It didn’t exactly go as planned. Two of them had gotten divorced and getting away from their kids on a Saturday morning would be dicey. Another had left the state with her family to move into her parents’ home shortly after her husband lost his job when the company he worked for laid everyone off.

That left just two others and me and we finally arranged for a day to meet up for breakfast at the bistro. But in the aftermath of the pandemic, things were different.

Being together after all we’d been through felt more like an awkward performance, filled with glib, superficially conversation. Even the frittatas didn’t taste as good as they used to.

The pandemic destroyed many lives, including the closeness of six friends and the frittata breakfast ritual, with the food, company, and freedom, that each of us used to cherish.


Written for these daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (six), Word of the Day Challenge (frittata), The Daily Spur (darkness), Your Daily Word Prompt (dicey), MMA Storytime (performance), and Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (glib).

9 thoughts on “The Aftermath

  1. newepicauthor June 25, 2021 / 9:58 am

    It make take years to get over this pandemic and the mental damage that it has inflicted on many of us.

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  2. Marleen June 25, 2021 / 5:28 pm

    It has been a little odd getting back into things… not too bad to me, though. And, really, the “worst” has been that someone commented on my hair being different (no trimming at all during the year for instance). Also (and no “comments” on this from anybody because their manners are decent), I’ve gained some weight and don’t fit into everything. Gotta fix that! Am hoping I can. But I’ve been to three new restaurants already (always with family), besides returning to old favorites, and I’m finding everyone we encounter very friendly. My almost overwhelming stresses for more than a year have been legal, mostly involving my mother. I’ve been able to commit my time, but there’s still more to do. I think what had been most messed up and disruptive is my fitting in the two doses of inoculation this spring.

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    • Fandango June 25, 2021 / 10:29 pm

      Getting back to “normal” will take some time and some getting used to.

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  3. leigha66 July 8, 2021 / 6:43 pm

    It is very true… Covid has changed a lot of us in many ways. Nicely done Fandango!

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