What a difference a month and a half make. The last time I posted, SARS-CoV-2 (henceforth “Coronavirus”) was starting to become a significant news story, but I hadn’t the slightest idea what would be in store for the 45 days. Since then, many states have ordered citizens to stay home to help stem the tide of the disease.
This whole ordeal became very real for me when my friend Jeff contracted and subsequently passed due to Coronavirus. It’s difficult to think of even now. The emotions that well up are hard to process. Jeff was a beautiful human being who saw the best in everyone. He, as a friend of mine put it, “collected friends like he was shot out of a cannon.” I’ll miss him dearly.
But we go on, don’t we?
My wife does the heroic task of venturing out to collect necessities, bound up like a bank robber. Though all she’s trying to do is grab some groceries.
We’re lucky enough to both be able to work from home. We’re both still employed with a very low risk of losing our jobs. I’m thankful for this. I know that out there; many others are struggling. Their struggle is sadly necessary. I hope that as a nation, we can do the right things to protect people’s lives and livelihoods. What those right things are is up for debate, of course, but my wishes are for us to, collectively, find the right path.
I’m meandering through this now. Much like the rest of life right now. Until next time.