The age of quarantine has been a strange one. This past January, my girlfriend took an offer from her employer to work in Spain for six months. She was excited, and the experience would be a boon for her career, but naturally we feared it may lead to the dissolvement of our relationship. Neither of us took the decision lightly.
After a few days’ reflection and some long and honest discussions, we both decided that the opportunity was too good for her to pass up. It also afforded me a chance to visit in the spring. Or at least, so we thought.
The advent of Coronavirus has changed our perspective. My girlfriend has been rooted to Savilla while I remain at my home in Michigan. At first, she frantically attempted to come back, but travel got complicated and ultimately she decided to stay. She’s working from her apartment there, as it’s as safe as anywhere these days. I’m not sure when – or if – she’s coming home.