Today marks one year since the first morning that I didn’t go to work. I remember that morning well. I woke up, made myself a coffee, and sat out on the front driveway. I played guitar, watched the people walking past, and took in the sunshine. Kids were still in school, and I remember every day for the rest of that week, I would sit out in the morning, playing guitar, and watching the kids walk past. The next week there were no more kids. Schools had closed, but I still sat