The challenges I have encountered on my path have been tough. There were all kinds of rules in force that were constantly changing. Taking into account the rules and of course the safety of the people portrayed and myself, I chose to put the people behind glass (or if this really wasn't possible, in the doorway). One of them allowed me to write down the story from a distance of at least 1.5 m while enjoying a cup of tea, and the other chose to share it online or by telephone. I was able to collect the stories in this way with complete mutual respect.
The common thread in the stories was loneliness and loss. Everyone had someone he/she missed and everyone had moments where loneliness came over them and hope was just as hard to find.
Yet I also noticed that everyone tried to make the best of it alone or with each other.
Creative ideas were devised to maintain contact or to borrow something from a neighbor. Or if someone couldn't or didn't dare leave the door, the groceries were left on the doorstep, rang the bell and waited at a distance until the groceries were taken away.
(K) Window visits for the new parents were born at this time and even when a family had to be quarantined due to health problems, people visited each other and could still have contact through the window to take away some of the lonely moments.
In a nursing home, a special visiting house was even created so that residents could receive visitors in the garden with glass in between. it was possible to talk via a telephone.