Covid 19 – Isn’t it just novel….

I come in contact with a lot of people with both my jobs.  And I’ve seen, as many of us have, many different reactions to what’s going on.  It’s okay.  Not all of us process information the same, in fact, none of us do.

Of course we have different opinions on the severity.   That’s okay, too.  This is unprecedented.  And we have to find our way – individually and together.

Me?  I’m a worrier.  I worry about those who were having a hard time BEFORE this all started and this was the straw that broke the camel’s back.   I worry about those immuno-compromised.  I worry about these parents who won’t be able to pay for food and bills and have to stay home to care for their kids out of school – not knowing when things will change. I’m worried about how the people who are working health care and officers of the law who must work and are facing the sick and the ones who are truly in danger.  I worry about many different people for many different reasons.  I worry about my friends who are extraverts and are somewhat isolated.  I worry the Internet might go down.  (I told you – I’m a worrier!)

But here’s the thing.  I’ve used the word before and it’s true.   This is unprecedented.  And here’s another thing.  This virus is only fatal to few – can you just imagine if it were numbers up to 20-30-40%?  We are being inconvenienced.  We are told we can’t ____ and as people, we’re not good at hearing that we can’t ____. We stomp our feet and whine and complain.  There are people who will lose jobs over this.  There are people who will be very negatively impacted over this.  This is SERIOUS.  But I’m watching the 5 stages of death as described by Elisabeth Kubler Ross:  denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance.

We can’t rush the stages, but we can recognize them.  And while some of us might be farther ahead than others, please help those who aren’t.  Help understand that we can’t be told to just accept and move on.  We have to go through a process.

What can we do in the mean time?  While this process goes through our brains, we can listen.  We can nourish – ourselves and others – physically and emotionally! We can connect with those around us.  We can turn off the outside and reach inside.  We can turn off the inside to reach out for the outside.  We can get creative.  We can grow as people, as students of the world, as mentors, as providers.  We can reach out to our neighbor to see where we can help them.  We can cook and color and love and sleep and learn and read and run and breathe.  We can give each other room and come in closer to each other when we come out of this.  And we will come out of this.  And some may have a form of PTSD.  And we need to practice patience for that, too.

I’d love for all of us to be on the same page.  But in the same way that there’s angst in our diversity (we see that politically and socially), there is beauty there, too.  I ask patience for while I go through this as well and please call on me to help you with yours.  We can sit in angst and worry together, have a virtual glass of wine or coffee over FaceTime, collaborate on ideas and recipes – whatever.  We’re in this together, apart.  Let’s be apart together.


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