I didn’t think it could happen, but I found solace in the midst of a pandemic, writes Liz Soares.

I know my anger is really a reflection of my fear. Luckily, there are ways I can show love for my fellow humans, writes Liz Soares.

With fewer coronavirus cases in Maine, it’s easy for us to feel complacent about maintaining safety measures, writes Liz Soares.

While my life has slowed down, my thoughts haven’t. I need to keep them where my body is at any given moment, instead of galloping ahead to the unpredictable future, writes Liz Soares.

Wearing a mask in a pandemic is just as important to public health as people wearing shoes in places where food is served, writes Liz Soares.

Sheltering in place is doing weird things to my sense of time, writes Liz Soares.

The places where we feel most comfortable — coffee shops, taverns, churches, social clubs, bowling alleys and libraries — are shuttered because of the coronavirus, writes Liz Soares.