Jotting down this for my diary
“Oh god, I simply cannot believe that this is happening,” I have been telling myself this past week. We are in the middle of a PANDEMIC. The Coronavirus has brought life to a standstill.
Last sunday, we heard the first presumptive Coronavirus case in our town, that too right in our backyard. The parent of a child going to our school was impacted. Families were furious that the school was not taking a more aggressive stance and closing. I listened and read in an attempt to wrap my head around this, to separate the noise from the issue. The message was cautious but one that was lacking in aggressiveness. We went with the flow.
Our lives have turned upside down since then. State emergency, school closures, national emergency, travel bans, activity cancellations, panic hoarding and buying, and all of us being home bound.
I take a deep breath. It’s ok. Social distancing is fine. Cooking all three meals a day is manageable. Having kids home for three weeks is not a big deal. There is much to be grateful for. So far, we are all healthy. We have the wherewithal to buy in excess and store. We have the ability to work from home. We have kids who are fairly flexible and will understand and listen. We are in touch with family back home and here. We have Skype, Facetime and Whatsapp for socializing. What is there to complain about considering that we are in the middle of a pandemic that is wreaking havoc.
And today, we are hearing more stringent restrictions. The governor has stipulated school closure for an extra week, no eating in restaurants, and gathering of more than 25 people at a time. Desperate times call for desperate measures. It’s time to rise up to the occasion to do our bit to flatten the curve.
Keeping everyone in my prayers. Stay safe, and healthy.