I don’t know about you, but today, I’m feeling pretty much
bummed out. I don’t know what it is
about today that makes me feel that way.
Physically, I feel fine.
Emotionally and mentally, however, and probably spiritually as well, things
aren’t going so well.
Yes, I know we live in a different time with the Covid 19
pandemic. Yes, I know many others feel much
the same way I do. Yes, I know that we
are keeping stores closed and other people at a distance for a good
reason. But that doesn’t seem to have
much of an effect on how I feel this day.
I think it’s a kind of a combination of things that are bringing me to
this point.
I miss the interaction with people in the stores I normally
haunt. I miss the handshakes and the
greeting hugs from others. I miss the
opportunity to get something at a sit-down restaurant. I constantly am thinking about handwashing
and hygiene. I continually evaluate my
recent past actions and whereabouts for any signs that I may have been
exposed. And the list goes on.
This stay-at-home thing is work. It is mentally taxing. It occupies space in my mind better suited to
other things. It sucks energy that is
supposed to go to caring for self and others in a more “normal” manner.
And I don’t’ even stay at home. Church work is exempt, for the most part, from
the stay-at-home order, so we come into the office, at least for a short time
pretty much daily. Life goes on for our
members, friends, and others we serve.
But there’s something that defies simple explanations of how people work
and what makes us tick.
As with other things of this kind over history, we will get
through this. We will learn things. We will vow to never let it happen
again. Politicians will fall over
themselves claiming credit for any success that may be and distancing
themselves from any failures. We’ve been
through enough of this kind of thing to know the drill.
And so it goes, to borrow a phrase from Linda Ellerbee. Although we may all feel discomforted and out
of sorts in some way, we have life to live as long as we have breath to
breathe. One doesn’t have to feel jolly
and carefree in order to function. One
just needs to just get up and go on.