Robin lost her older sister to Covid-19 in the beginning of 2020. Her sister died in a highly regarded nursing home, like many patients in 2020 her sister died isolated from family members, due to the nationwide decision to try to slow down the spread of Covid-19 by not allowing family members to visit.

A moment of thought and pain as Robin remembers her sister. I was responsible for the care of my older sister Gayle Q. Jackson for the last four years. She resided at a five star nursing facility in Philadelphia. She was thriving, vibrant and feisty. I thought she was safe, however she contracted Covid19. She transitioned a few weeks later, on April 21, 2020. I have medical conditions that would challenge my survival if I was exposed to Covid19. I felt threatened to be present anywhere I knew Covid19 had been. The last time I saw my sister face to face was at a window visit outside nursing home to celebrate her birthday on March 25, 2020. I am wearing my sister's clothing and holding her red purse to bring a sense of my sister's presences as Raymond Holman documents my challenges as I deal with the loss of my sister.

His twin sister died on November 13, 2020 from Covid-19.

A year after her death, he still thinks about her.

They all went to a family wedding in August 2020 in Philadelphia, five family members developed Covid-19, his twin sister was the only one to died.

He is one of the fortunate American workers who has been able to work remotely since the beginning of the pandemic. As long as he had a computer and access to high speed internet he was able to live anywhere he wanted to, his health actually improved as a result of his time away from his normal work schedule.

She is a RN who was hit hard by Covid-19. She spend about a month home in bed recovering from Covid-19, she is also a long-hauler, which means months after experiencing Covid-19 she is still feeling the after affects of it.

On the day we created these images she was still moving slowly. She is back at work as a RN, some days are better than others.

I just survived 2 cases of covid. I grew up a Baptist, then started to grow out of the boundaries of that man made religion. I am a REALEST, and a spiritual person. On 4/20 I was dying from covid. I streamed out to GOD MY FATHER and said to him I need relief that was fair and just. I cussed him out. I told him, fuck a miracle, just give me a date that this room is gonna stop spinning. I said my kids need me. I was fighting covid for 13 days, that shit wasn't fair. Give me a goal, give me a date. The next day my sister called me and said, just hang in there champion, relief is coming on Tuesday. I said, there it is you set the date. On Monday, I felt so much better. On Tuesday, I was relieved, I got up out of my sick bed and celebrated down by the river. GOD MY FATHER IS REAL! He is more real than both you and me!!! May 5, 2021

Lumpkin spent three days in the hospital after falling ill from Covid-19 2021. He was then sent home to self-isolate for fifteen days, it took him a couple of months to fully recover from the affects of Covid-19. It was not until three months after creating this image, did he shared with me, he knew other people who either fell ill from Covid-19 or died from it.

Lumpkin had not been feeling well, one day his daughter who works in a local hospital noticed he was sweating a lot when he got in her car. She immediately took him to the where he tested positive for Covid-19. This was his first day outside since his fifteen quarantine period.

Lydia is a home health care worker, a number of her patients died from Covid-19. Like many who work in the health field, she recently decided to get vaccinated to protect her own self. And like many other people she believes in 2019 she had Covid-19.

There was nothing more painful than the sudden lost of the matriarch of the family due to Covid-19.

Both of her parents spent time in the hospital after developing Covid-19, her mother died from it. The entire family was in shock when she died, for she rarely experienced illness in her life. The day we created this image, the intention was to also create images of her father but because he was home still not feeling well, on oxygen and mourning the loss of his wife I decided no not create those images.

He attends Princeton University, due to Covid-19 all of his classes for the past year were on-line. That along with the isolation he experienced made for a very challenging year, on the positive side the challenge gave him the opportunity to get to know himself better and become a stronger human being.

He is a college professor at Spellman College in Atlanta GA, teaching on line this past year was a big challenge. Knowing how important face to face communication is, he realize as the college year was moving forward he experienced some of his students zoning-out during classroom zoom sessions.

As he spoke more he shared, he is looking forward to teaching again this coming Fall 2021.

Covid-19 affected me immensely even before I was diagnosed and hospitalized. A few very close family members and friends lost their fight with the life threatening virus. It's hard to imagine that a disease could kill you and all one needs to do is breathe. How much can a person modify their lifestyle in an instant to avoid to this disease? Apparently not much. I was very surprised when after a few days of what I thought was sinus issues and related asthma I had to go the emergency room.

My pulse was high, oxygen was low and would not stabilize with a few breaths like usual. I ended up being dropped off at the at the door of the emergency room by my son and home health aid, both with worry in their eyes after watching my health decline so rapidly. There I was in a wheelchair and the security guard was pushing me in. A few people there were looking as lost as I felt being in the ER during a pandemic.

One woman on the phone crying to her loved and the other lady assuring me her was not Covid as she kept repeating after every cough "it's my medicine".

The words I was not expecting was "you got it" from my nurse while she was hanging my antibiotic and prednisone. Got it, got what? Covid she said & ran through what was next. All while reminding me how to breathe correctly with the oxygen that had been immediately been administered when my were being checked. All I know is I just wanted to breathe and not feel like an elephant was not sitting on my chest. My condition was apparent to everyone even without a formal test. I couldn't even think how this happened. I kept my mask on, kept 6 feet away, honored social distancing suggestions, and stopped all social gatherings and my swim therapy & parties at the gym. I believe we all have an assigned purpose and mine is yet to be fulfilled. Overcoming: "There can always be a next step, if one is willing to keep pushing and taking it". Monika Davis 2021