So this is week…four (I think?) of self-isolation. The days blend in together. I watch the news to see when this will all pass but there are no clear answers. Lately, a small part of me fears that we won’t ever go back to “normal” again or we'll forget what normal is. But when you think about it, isn't that life anyway?
Life keeps moving along changing everything. It's just in these strange days, everything is more stark. But actually, that can help us see everything more clearly as to what our choices are...of who we want to be in all this. There is no mistaking that this pandemic, our political polarization, and even climate change exhibited in near biblical proportions, has re-prioritized everything in each of our lives.
As for me, this last month has been wonderful therapy. Before this pandemic I rarely left the house. Part of that was due to being broke but truth be told, a lot of it was depression. Now, the weird thing is it's as if all of you are along with me. Weird. I know. I suddenly crave people and the idea of going out to lunch seems like heaven. In some ways this forced lock-down has given me time to take a deep breath and assess. I suspect many of us are like this.
We are all fighting and failing. We are all thriving and barely surviving and then starting all over again. Some see the rest of the world suddenly struggle and realize that this can bring empathy in some ways. When the time comes I will begin the forever-work of being human. Just like you. Just like all of us.
We will get through this. This part and the next and the next. And we’ll take what we’ve learned and use it. And that’s how life continues.
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