Saturday, March 28, 2020
This picture
Every once in a while, I run across something on Facebook that I can't erase out of my mind. This is one of those images. It reminds me of my son Paul. He's a nurse that is one of those working with patients that have the carona virus. I pray for him daily. I include all the nurses in our family in that prayer. I really don't know what I would do if something should happen to him. I don't want to think about it. Stay safe son.
Friday, March 27, 2020
Thinking what it means
This virus is evil. People will lose their jobs. Businesses will go belly up. Retirement dreams will die, and a lot of people will lose their lives. There will be a lot of sacrifices that have to be made-family gatherings will be extremely limited or nonexistent. Women having babies may have to do so without their partner. Surgeries that need to happen will be postponed. Funerals will go on and if people are allowed to attend it will be from the safety of their vehicle. If we're lucky, the only thing we're losing is time.
I'm doing ok at this social distancing for now, but my heart longs to hold my kids in a tight bear hug. It kills me not knowing when I'll see them again. My stomach is sick with worry that one of them will get sick. If I'm not worried about them, I'm worried about my husband or my parents or my siblings...the list goes on and on.
Every trip I take to the store (and I really try to wait as long as possible) I wonder if I'll bring some germs home. I sanitize my hands after I pump gas. Sanitize the car, door handles, and my phone. So much so that I worry about damaging the phone. I still have to report to work, but keep as far away from others as possible. So grateful I have a job.
Going out to eat a meal is a thing of the past. How many times did I take it for granted? The same goes for getting a hair cut or having my nails done(in serious need of a pedicure). Getting together with some friends at a restaurant and having a couple of drinks sounds like heaven now.
We don't know how long this will last or if our favorite places will still be in business... We don't know who will catch this virus or how serious it will be... this not knowing....is becoming our new normal and I don't care for it one damn bit.
I'm doing ok at this social distancing for now, but my heart longs to hold my kids in a tight bear hug. It kills me not knowing when I'll see them again. My stomach is sick with worry that one of them will get sick. If I'm not worried about them, I'm worried about my husband or my parents or my siblings...the list goes on and on.
Every trip I take to the store (and I really try to wait as long as possible) I wonder if I'll bring some germs home. I sanitize my hands after I pump gas. Sanitize the car, door handles, and my phone. So much so that I worry about damaging the phone. I still have to report to work, but keep as far away from others as possible. So grateful I have a job.
Going out to eat a meal is a thing of the past. How many times did I take it for granted? The same goes for getting a hair cut or having my nails done(in serious need of a pedicure). Getting together with some friends at a restaurant and having a couple of drinks sounds like heaven now.
We don't know how long this will last or if our favorite places will still be in business... We don't know who will catch this virus or how serious it will be... this not knowing....is becoming our new normal and I don't care for it one damn bit.
Wednesday, March 25, 2020
It's not as as I thought
Today I get to work from home because our company is preparing for the worst. It's not easy staying focused. I have the door shut to my office. No Tv, but I still let my mind wander. I'm worried about my kids and this great nation that we live in. What will happen? I sure hope that small businesses can recover. I wish our leaders would show as much compassion as I see around me. People helping others. Every where. It's sad that it takes something like a pandemic to bring out the best of people. I see the worst too, but so much more good.
Ps working in jammies rocks.
Ps working in jammies rocks.
Tuesday, March 24, 2020
I did it
Not gonna lie. I got a little teary eyed when I picked up my quilt. It's queen sized and it looks pretty good. Took nine months. Guess you could say it's my baby.
Sunday, March 15, 2020
Carona Virus
I don't remember going through a pandemic. I certainly don't remember the President of the United States declaring national state of emergency. I wouldn't say I've panicked, but I certainly don't like having my life interupted. I'm making more choices to avoid large gatherings. Washing my hands every chance I get and washing them for twenty seconds.
I don't miss going to the store, but I miss my garage sales and auctions. I'm scheduled off to go to a kite festival and I doubt that it will go on as scheduled. Easter is coming and I wander what it will mean for children everywhere. I worry about the nurses in our family. I question the wisdom of family gatherings, but I will never miss one. NEVER. Screw this damn virus.
I don't miss going to the store, but I miss my garage sales and auctions. I'm scheduled off to go to a kite festival and I doubt that it will go on as scheduled. Easter is coming and I wander what it will mean for children everywhere. I worry about the nurses in our family. I question the wisdom of family gatherings, but I will never miss one. NEVER. Screw this damn virus.
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