Just as an individual may choose to wear a jacket or jeans in the summer, so might one chose to wear their mask after the requirement is lifted. Let us be supportive and kind to one another as this crazy wold continues to change and evolve. Nobody shames Batman for wearing his mask after all.
When you reflect on 2020, think long and hard over the entirety of it and not just one aspect.
Thanksgiving was tricky for some, but Christmas is so riddled with traditions, that to break from them rattles the senses and foundations to which we have grown accustomed.
We are an optimistic and understanding family, but as the weeks tick slowly along and more cancellations and changes take place, our smiles waiver. My oldest daughter, having worked so hard to get through college, will be rewarded with a virtual ceremony. Thanksgiving runs the risk of spreading germs instead of gratitude. And the best gift this Christmas may be staying away from the family and friends you care so much about.
In a world obsessed with Covid, I chose to become obsessed with gnomes, and masks.
My ability to stay positive was quickly slipping as I realized more changes would soon be on the way; I felt the slippery slope of depression hugging at the corner of my spirit.
People say they can’t wait for things to return to normal, but I truly hope it doesn’t return. Normal wasn’t good. It wasn’t healthy for our minds, bodies,or spirits. It wasn’t good for our world.
Three simple things were asked of us: stay home, wash your hands, and, if you do go out, wear a mask. It is a small sacrifice to make when so many have given so much.
I would describe current events as an indoor roller-coaster; you know nothing about what is up ahead, just hang on for dear life and pray the handlebar is snapped securely into place. Of course the entire time you’re screaming at the top of your lungs to get off this insane ride.
Today is DAY 1 of working from home, something that many in the country have been doing for a week now, some even longer. I have been awake for approximately thirty minutes and already I feel disoriented as chaos spills in upon what is usually my “quiet time.” The two college students, who are now… Continue reading Society Disrupted