The beginning of a new year always leaves people questioning the future and wondering what’s to come. So when the ball dropped in 2020, it was not a weird thing for my family to wonder. Everyone went on with their lives, business as usual, until a new opportunity arose.
Spring break rolled around in the middle of March, and as I was on vacation, an email was sent explaining that we would take a week off of school, and would possibly not return for the rest of the year. My sister received a similar email from her university, so we both returned home to Treasure Island, Florida to see what the future held.
Both of my parents continued working because my dad’s work gave him an option to work from home, and my mom – a nurse – helped save lives during what was turning into a critical global pandemic. Keeping everyone safe from germs that my mom brought home from the hospital was challenging because she did not want to expose anyone, but she did not want to spend an unknown amount of time away from her family due to the conditions.
The procedures and steps to keep a person safe during the pandemic in a hospital are what keeps doctors and their families safe, but the hospital my mom was working at was lacking staff due to the pandemic and not treating their remaining staff the way they wanted to be treated. As this continued to be a problem in the following months, my mom responded to a recruiting packet sent to her by a hospital in Augusta, Georgia.
Immediately, the new hospital and surrounding area looked great from pictures and on paper, but they would have to see the new place they would call home before they could make any decision of moving from Florida to Georgia. After arriving for a job interview, my parents were immediately impressed with the hospital campus and the facilities. Then came the question about how everyone would take the news.
Moving eight hours away from where we had always lived in Florida was different than anticipated. My sister and I were ecstatic for my parents to have this new opportunity, and were pleased with how beautiful Augusta was, and that we could call it home soon. Shocked and happy, my parents knew the decision was almost final; they just had to wait for the call-back to see if she got the job.
The new job came within a few days of asking the family their opinions on moving to Augusta, so plans were underway, but the only factor was COVID-19. Due to the virus, finding a company willing to move furniture across states was difficult, but once they found someone able to take the furniture, the rest seemed easy.
However, it wasn’t. The inspections for the new house were taking longer than anticipated, so the switch between houses were down to the final two days before the home purchase confirmation. The panic and frustration seemed to be at ease once in the new house, but the headaches were long but over. The moving company promised the furniture would be at the house within a certain time period, but the movers were no where to be found come day seven in Augusta.
My relentless dad tried to figure out where the furniture was before all hope was lost, and my mom snapped. Once she finally got in touch with the company and got the furniture, my mom stepped back and lost it. Hysterically crying at all the boxes being smashed with most of her precious wooden furniture broken, she thought everything was against her.
The pandemic and choosing a horrible moving company had given my mom zero hope that she made the best choice for her family, but with everyone offering constant love and compassion about the situation, she slowly saw what everyone was excited about in the beginning of the move.
Everything finally started coming along, and the furniture was fixed and replaced, thanks to my dad, who probably did it for his own sanity. Two months after the moving day, the house was finally the picture perfect vision my mom had months back when the move was just an idea.
Although the pandemic caused minor bumps in the road and raised lots of questions on safety, my family moved from Florida to Georgia.
Hailey Hennessey, 20, is from Treasure Island, Florida. She is an Integrated Marketing Communications major who would love to become a sports reporter or a member of a PR team for a company that gives back to the community.