Walking to the mailbox to get my Joe Exotic mask (dumb quarantine purchases) there was an unexpected package from my sister in Arizona. Enclosed were some cards and school photos from my nephews and a handwritten letter from my sister with some photos from my childhood and family. It’s things like this that are really making this time especially hard since I’m not able to see my family. However it’s also things like this that really make me look forward to seeing them all when this whole stay at home order is over.
With this whole Coronavirus situation that the world is going through, our lives have definitely changed. We’re to stay at home, wear facial coverings, gloves, etc. The once busy streets and stores are now empty. It’s a change in our daily lives that a lot of us are struggling with.
We tell ourselves no big deal right? I honestly thought that I would be ok with staying at home but this week this is all hitting me really hard. Seeing my siblings and nephews on a regular basis has always been very important to me and on Tuesday for my birthday, my sister dropped off some snacks to me. It was a very awkward situation having to keep distance and not being able to hug her. She then sent me a text message that I later read and man did that hit me with a wave of tears that I could not hold back. Later that day on a Zoom call with my family I started crying again seeing everybody’s faces. I would be lying to you if I told you that I wasn’t getting teary eyed as I write this.
These really are tough times but I understand why we are being told to stay home and keep our distance. I know that once this is all over We’ll all celebrate our love for our friends and families on a level of gratitude and appreciation for one another that we have not felt before. Stay strong everybody.
I am a very family oriented person and I will do anything for them. Family is something you’re born into.
However, friends are something you choose. Always surround yourself with good people since that is a choice you made and a reflection of yourself.
And remember, real friends stab you in the front, not the back.