The first time we clapped for the key workers - listening to the whole village holler and clap had me in pieces. It felt like we were all saying "I'm still here! We're all still here together!"
One of the first times we went into town for a walk and the streets were absolutely empty and seeing all the rainbows in the windows was so sad. It just made me think of all of the children who had no idea what was going on but were trying their best.
Less tearful memories are of all the time we had together as a family to enjoy beautiful sunny weather in the garden. Weeks and weeks of just having to stop rushing around really made me happy (thoroughly bored of it now though!!)
I've found this thread very cathartic, thank you for starting it