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Her four-year-old cousin Fielder Lee found some Christmas ornaments in the house. Since he couldn\u2019t find a tree to place them, he began hanging them on light switches. (Photo by Amanda Morgan Fann)<\/p><\/div>\n

By Amanda Morgan Fann<\/strong><\/h4>\n

Change. I have never liked it, but I know I cannot stop the inevitable, only adjust and grow from it.<\/p>\n

When I first heard the word “coronavirus” in January, I never fathomed that it would outbreak in the United States, much less shape the entire way we live our everyday lives. Colleges closed across the nation; being an undergrad student, that means my senior year as I know it has been ripped from under me. How I learn has to be altered to an online format, and the friends I have come to know and love can only be seen through a screen.<\/p>\n

I am a creative, a communicator and most importantly a storyteller, and this pandemic has not changed that. Although times are dark and confusing, we will see a brighter day but, until then, we can find hints of light breaking through the dark clouds as long as we keep our heads up and look. I will share my quarantine stories in Chattanooga and Dunlap, Tennessee: the dark, the light and the in-between.<\/p>\n

Thursday, March 26, 2020<\/strong><\/h4>\n

The Bahama waves were crashing, a coconut was in my hand and close friends on both sides of me. Life was perfect in that moment, but little did we know life as we knew it back home was coming to an end.<\/p>\n

The service on the ship was non-existent. Headlines from news apps would pop up on my phone, the titles worsening every day, but I was unable to read the stories. We were fine in our own little bubble on the ship, but fear they would not let us off the boat at port was always in the back of our minds. We were one of the last Carnival cruises before the cruise line shut down for a month.<\/p>\n

We made it home safe and sound, but paranoia had already crept in our small hometowns. Those who knew we had gone on the trip kept their distance. I was pushed by my family to self-quarantine for 14 days at home just to be on the safe side, and I have been stuck in my house ever since. Today marks Day 13.<\/p>\n

What was at first all jokes and memes about millennials vs. boomers handling the situation turned out to be a very serious problem of people traveling and spreading the virus. The pandemic has led to mass frenzy, leading to empty store shelves, panic-bought toilet paper and medical mask-covered faces.<\/p>\n

We are now living in a time that a cough can send someone over the edge. As the infected account rises\u00a0 in Hamilton County, people have taken serious precautions. My mother, the superhero of cleanliness, has started Lysoling the house three times a day. When my sister came home with a sore throat and cough after spending time with a small study group in Chattanooga, the family would not let her enter the house without a medical mask and latex gloves (turns out just to be allergies easily fixed with a Claritin).<\/p>\n

Although not being able to go to classes to actively debate in intellectual conversation with my friends has been challenging, reconnecting with my family has been the bright side. Spending days at home with my little brother and mother has been the comfort I needed. I find myself never knowing where my phone is because it is useless when my brother Rian Scott, aka Brother Bear, and I are on our outside adventures, hosting flipping competitions on the trampoline or playing Wii bowling. Social distancing has allowed me to have time to enjoy and appreciate all the things I have not been able to do in years. It has allowed me to be a kid again. Although my future is uncertain, I am comforted by the fact that my present is full of health and love.<\/p>\n

Thursday, April 2, 2020<\/strong><\/h4>\n

“Why are you crying Amega Morken?\u201d<\/p>\n

I hear a small voice from the top of our den stairs. I look up and force a smile behind the salty tears sliding down my face, trying not to worry the little four-year old staring at me with concerned baby blues. Fielder Lee Richardson walks down the stairs, climbs into my lap and, with a sticky finger, wipes the remaining tears from my face. The only words he says are, \u201cIt\u2019s OK; you can hang up the next one.\u201d<\/p>\n

While rummaging around our house during his visit, Fielder Lee came across some Christmas ornaments. Since he couldn\u2019t find a tree to place them, we began hanging them on light switches. That observant little boy thought I was crying because he didn\u2019t let me hang up the last ornament when I asked. That, of course, was not the reason, but you can not fully explain stress and fear and the severity of our national state to a four-year-old. And if we are being honest, I do not know if I could really put into words why I was crying. So I simply responded, \u201cThat would be awesome. Thank you!\u201d<\/p>\n

Almost a week before that, I was at my Chattanooga apartment, gathering the books I need for the rest of my online semester, watering the plants and packing some clothes. My 14 days were over, and I was free to leave the house. I was only gone for a day because I had to be home to celebrate Dad\u2019s birthday. But just that one day left alone with our mother must have been hard on Brother Bear. When I stepped on our porch, I was greeted by my brother pressed against our giant front window, holding a sign with the scribbled words \u201cHelp been in quarantine too long\u201d with all the dogs surrounding him, and Teresa\u2019s out-of-key singing to Kenny Chesney in the background. I laughed so hard my sides hurt. Leave it to my brother to be able to find the humor in a bad situation.<\/p>\n

But do those six simple words not perfectly sum up how everyone is feeling right now? Are we not so sick of seeing the same walls day in and day out? Things I used to take for granted or may have viewed as a task before, I would jump at the opportunity to do now. Like buying a birthday present for my Dad. He\u2019s always been hard to buy for, but this year I didn’t even get to accept the challenge and go look for the perfect Brian-ish present. Instead I had to order it online , which has taken over a week to get back instead of the standard two days because everything is so backed up. Daddy didn’t even get it on his birthday.<\/p>\n

However, there are things still to be grateful for, like being at home all day gave Mom time to make Dad\u2019s favorite\u2014a layered yellow cake with whip cream and strawberries, something we had not had since I was a child. It reminded me of a simpler time, a happy time. So, although the circumstances are scary and terrible, these moments with my loved ones\u2014the birthday celebrations, Wii tournaments, nights around a fire\u2014are all small happy times that I know will turn into great memories.<\/p>\n

My boys really got me through this week. Brother\u2019s sign gave me a much-needed laugh; Fielder\u2019s sticky fingers taught me to dry the tears, not get stuck in worry, and to create fun out of whatever I can. They reminded me that through these times we have to remember to laugh at the small things because as soon as we lose our humor and good spirits, we lose our ability to see the light, and nobody likes the darkness. We decide what our New Normal will be, so make it a good one.<\/p>\n

Thursday, April 9, 2020<\/strong><\/h4>\n

The headline \u201cTennessee Gov. Lee signs an order requiring residents to stay at home\u201d pops on my phone screen Thursday evening, April 2, 2020.<\/p>\n

I am in awe when I see it. So many questions run through my mind: What does this really mean? Will it be enforced? When will I get to see the boys again? I look over at the innocent faces next to me, the 1\u00bd-year-old scribbling on his pages, the four-year-old practicing his letter “B” during the home-school lesson, not a care in his world other than connecting the little b’s hump to its line.<\/p>\n

When Dad told me two weeks before that he received his official letter of documentation that he would be allowed to travel in case of a \u201cstay at home mandate\u201d or \u201cmartial law,\u201d I laughed because it seemed unbelievable, like a part of the storyline of a post-apocalyptic\/ dystopian movie but definitely not the year 2020 in the United States. Little did I know this was our reality.<\/p>\n

His letter of clearance read, \u201cThe bearer of this letter is providing emergency communications restoration support to critical communication infrastructures to respond to COVID-19.\u201d <\/strong>Dad supplies phone and internet service to businesses in the Tennessee Valley, including nursing homes, prisons and hospitals. He is considered an essential worker because it is critical for everyone to stay connected during this time, especially for emergency responders and 911 communication.<\/p>\n

Every evening he pulls into the gravel driveway in his work van, steps out with a face mask around his neck and sprays down his van with a sanitizing chemical mixture provided by his work. He has to strip off his clothes on the front porch and put on the new clothes Mom has sitting out, folded, before he comes inside. Every day he does this just to be on the safe side because every day he is out where the virus is lurking.<\/p>\n

I worry about him. A few of the businesses he has helped have reported cases of COVID-19. If he works at the hospital, he has to have his temperature checked before going back to his office.<\/p>\n

I am grateful my father has a job as the unemployment rate continues to increase in this country, but I can\u2019t help but fear that one day the silent monster will attack him. I can see the tiredness on his face from having to work extra hours to keep up with the demand, but he never complains. He takes pride in doing his part in all of this. He inspires me to do my part, to stay at home and stay positive.<\/p>\n

I left the boys house that next day sad, not knowing for sure\u00a0 when I would see them again. They could not understand why I was sad. But when Tucker followed me to the door to\u00a0 wave and blow me goodbye kisses, I felt an overwhelming warmth in my heart that gave me hope. I live for all these feelings: worry, warmth, pride and hope. This is my New Normal.<\/p>\n

Tuesday, April 21, 2020<\/strong><\/h4>\n

There is this unsettling quiet after a storm. Maybe it\u2019s nature\u2019s way of extending an olive branch or showing regret after a tantrum. Either way, I am not sure I like it. Sometimes the quiet seems mocking, acting like nothing ever happened. But it did. With one massive storm comes a severity of loss weighing heavily on people as their lives are changed forever and communities learn to rebuild.<\/span><\/p>\n

Easter of 2020 was extremely different. The day before, Fielder Lee and his younger brother, Tucker, came over to see the Fanns since COVID-19 had terminated our extended family\u2019s celebration. Their mom decided\u00a0 both needed a hair trim for Easter pictures, so the only logical route was to have their hair cut by my mother, with an expired beautician\u2019s license of 28 years. Tucker took it like a champ while his big brother had to be coaxed and tricked onto the chopping block. Once he felt the scissors at the back of his neck, we lost him. While he screamed and mom rocked him, I just stared in disbelief at his uneven, unfinished ‘do and laughed.<\/span><\/p>\n

The only normalcy I could grasp was egg dying and basket hunting. I found delight in the eggs\u2019 beautiful, pastel colors and our traditions such as laying out a plate for the Easter Bunny. But there is no substitute for what I had to miss: my large, 34-member family fitting inside Gramma\u2019s house, my Aunt Jo inevitably getting covered in yolk from the egg toss, the kids in full sprint to win the egg hunt and my uncles and older cousins giving me a hard time.<\/span><\/p>\n

This was the first Easter of her life that Mom was not with her mother. We Facetimed Gramma and Mom spent an hour talking to her. However, I know it was not the same because Mom\u2019s sad cry came shortly after the call. We planned to drive to Gramma’s house and talk from our cars, but the storm warnings came earlier than expected. We prepared for the worst in Dunlap, Tennessee, but the worst did not come for us.<\/span><\/p>\n

That night I received several texts checking that I was safe and was not at my Chattanooga apartment. Just five miles from my second home, a tornado had touched down.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

It was not until the morning after that I learned East Brainerd was hit the hardest. I saw the wreckage in videos and was saddened by the devastation of my city. I panicked that those I love in the East Brainerd area were hurt, then was relieved to learn of their safety. However, I know not everyone was so lucky. Twenty-one people were hospitalized. My thoughts and prayers go out to the Meadows family, who lost their four-year-old son,Grayson and all the other families affected.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I was in a terrible mood the morning after, sad for those that lost so much and upset that this pandemic made me feel helpless. The world seemed dark and unfair, like everything that could go wrong did.\u00a0 When my brother Rian Scott asked me to chalk with him on the driveway, I somewhat rudely declined. <\/span><\/p>\n

He went anyway, and from the window I watched him create a little light in the dark and some hope in me. My brother spent an hour writing messages like, \u201cEverything Is Going To Be Alright,\u201d \u201cNever Give Up,\u201d \u201cChattanoogaStrong,\u201d \u201cWe Will Get Through This\u201d and others all over our driveway. He never ceases to surprise me.<\/span><\/p>\n

And he is right … everything will be alright. Chattanooga will rebuild. Just like our nation will rebuild after this COVID-19 storm, as long as we do not let the quiet cause us to forget the severity of this historical moment. We need to always remember and grow from the storm of our New Normal.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"\"Amanda Morgan Fann is a photographer, graphic designer and writer pursuing\u00a0 degrees in communication and English at the University of Tennessee at Chattanooga. She is the assistant photo editor and a staff writer for the UTC student newspaper, the University Echo. Her passion lies in storytelling and her community as she constantly works at being the voice for people who may not feel they have one. Amanda has a love for performing and dances on UTC\u2019s hip-hop majorette team, The Ladies of G.O.L.D. If you have a story you wish to share or want to know more about me, email her at\u00a0 srn924@mocs.utc.edu<\/a>.<\/em><\/p>\n

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All photos by Amanda Morgan Fann<\/h4>\n
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Bath time for the Richardson boys after a messy day learning to write letters in shaving cream. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Tucker <\/a>
Tucker Richardson gives his Mom a kiss after bath time. <\/div> <\/div>
\"Fielder <\/a>
Fielder Lee Richardson intently talks to his Mom after bath time. <\/div> <\/div>
\"Listed <\/a>
Listed as an essential employee by the government, Brian Fann hangs up his medical mask on his work van’s rearview mirror after a long day. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Like <\/a>
Like his brother, Fielder Lee Richardson gets an \u201cat-home-haircut\u201d from his aunt, Teresa Fann, so he’ll look nice for Easter. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Teresa <\/a>
Teresa Fann comforts Fileder Lee Richardson after he panicked when he felt the scissors graze his neck during his haircut. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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A dozen eggs decorated for Easter. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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Tired in the early morning, Alivia Jade Fann sits with her eyes closed after finding her Easter basket on Sunday, April 12, 2020. <\/div> <\/div>
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Rian Scott Fann chalks an inspiring messages on the driveway of his home in Dunlap, Tennessee. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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Tucker Richardson gets an \u201cat-home-haircut\u201d from his aunt, Teresa Fann, so he’ll look nice for Easter. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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Teresa Fann wishes her mom a happy Easter through Facetime on Sunday, April 12, 2020. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Rian <\/a>
Rian Scott Fann chalks messages on the driveway of his home in Dunlap, Tennessee. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Rian <\/a>
Rian Fann steps back to admire his final chalk message. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Rian <\/a>
Rian Scott Fann tucks on the trampoline during a flipping contest with his sister. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Fielder <\/a>
Fielder Lee finds Christmas ornaments and looks for places to hang them . <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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Brian Fann celebrates his 51st birthday with his family from his house. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Teresa <\/a>
Teresa Fann sits around the fire with her family and dog Blitzen. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Alivia <\/a>
Alivia Jade Fann roasts a marshmallow in the fire during family time. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Tucker <\/a>
Tucker Jude Richardson laughs as he shuts Amanda Fann out of the trampoline. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Teresa <\/a>
Teresa Fann sprays parts of her house with Lysol for the third time in one day. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Tucker <\/a>
Tucker Jude Richardson flies a toy airplane in the backyard in Dunlap, Tennessee.TN on March 30, 2020. <\/div> <\/div>
\"Alicia <\/a>
Alicia Richardson shows her sons how to fly a toy airplane. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
\"Tucker <\/a>
Tucker Jude Richardson tries to run over Amanda Fann’s toes with his tricycle. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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Brothers Tucker Jude and Fielder Lee Richardson play together on the trampoline. <\/div> <\/div>
\"Fielder <\/a>
Fielder Lee Richardson and Rian Scott Fann are inside the playhouse on the back porch. <\/div> <\/div>
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Brian Fann stokes the fire to keep it lit for family time. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>
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Fielder Lee hangs Christmas ornaments on light switches. <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div> <\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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