It’s been a long time since I’ve spent so much time alone–probably harkening back to the first couple of years after my husband Ken‘s death in 2011. Then, my isolation was self-imposed and came from demands within as a way to cope with what I’d lost and to give me time to figure out what was left.

Of course, it’s a different story now.

Adhering to social distancing guidelines, my world involves my condo, my little patio, my dog, and multiple daily walks with her. However, the term “social distancing” isn’t that accurate. At my work (where I’ve worked virtually for the last fifteen years), we call it “physical distancing” since we still find ways to connect with each other via video chats and social collaboration tools. We’re avoiding each other physically, not socially.

My work has been busier than ever since my role at Accenture involves promoting the use and adoption of our social collaboration tools–which have become more important than ever to keep our workforce of 500,000 connected and productive. So, the days fly by before I realize what has happened.

Being ultra-connected to technology at my work has always been something I’ve loved. And I still do. But with the narrowing of choices for after-work activities, I’ve found myself drifting further from gadgets and technology after work and on the weekends.

Aside from daily video chats with friends and family, I find myself journaling every day (handwritten in an actual hardbound journal) early before the rest of the world has awoken. After work, I find ways to scribble about my day, or write about my vision and goals for the future. I don’t think I’ve ever spent as much time thinking about the future and planning for it with goals and how to achieve them than these last few weeks.

My weekends–since returning from the incredible beauty of Iceland–have become treasured times for me. I know it won’t always be like this, but I love having no choice but to find ways to engage my imagination and my hands–and occupy my time. With a lower desire for television, the weekends seem to fly by as fast as my work week.

I know I’m fortunate to have my work, my family and friends. I know there is an uncertainty that has already become a certainly for many. That’s part of what keeps me grounded and grateful. I started an Instagram account (non-sponsored) talking about the habits and things I love about working with pens and paper again. Follow The Joy of Paper if you’re so inclined.

When our lives go back to being a little more like they used to be, I’m excited and determined to remember to include the part of me who I’ve been able to reconnect with. I’ve missed him.