PERSONAL PROJECTS: "I was dreaming when I wrote this". My three month diary of a pandemic: Diary_21
I would never imagine a close person to our family would pass away during the pandemic. It was emotional day. We were the only ones there, us, people with masks; My parents, my aunt and the grave diggers. It was not possible to have a proper funeral amidst the Covid-19 crisis. What a bad time to die, but still the weather was beautiful and it was quiet and isolated.