It’s been a while since I’ve paid any attention to my poor neglected blog, had to dust off some cobwebs and re-acquaint myself. So during this pandemic, I’ve had time to do some serious thinking, and for me, that usually leads to writing. I know that everyone else is as tired of this pandemic as I am and with an air of worry and uncertainty ever-present, it’s difficult to find things to be positive about, especially as this crisis drags on. But looking for positivity in the most trying of times is a necessity, otherwise like the old saying goes, how can we ever truly appreciate the sunshine without going through the rains? So I’ve been noticing some things, and perhaps you’ve noticed them too….
I hope you notice how very much you love the people in your life. I certainly have noticed. I’ve always loved them, of course, but this separation has really opened my eyes to the true depth of my feelings for them all. I can say with certainty that when this is over and I can hug my grandbabies again, I might not ever let go. I hope you notice the things you miss most about them, like for instance my son’s little sideways grin that after 33 years still melts me or the way my daughter and I randomly break out into song (usually show tunes) when we’re together. Knowing all my kids and grandkids are safe and healthy is a tremendous comfort, but oh, how I miss them.
I hope while your world has been turned sideways and upside down, that you notice the importance of your own mental health as it is every bit as important as your physical health. One affects the other, always. I’ve noticed a newfound and long overdue emphasis on mental health since this began and I pray it continues until the stigma can finally be completely erased.
I hope you’ve taken time to notice that life at a slower, simpler pace is not the worst thing to ever happen. By mid-April, normally my husband and I would’ve already had a full calendar through the summer of events to either host or attend. And yes, it was disheartening to cancel our beach vacation this year (this landlocked mermaid might’ve actually cried a little) but the NOT having to go anywhere or prepare for anything is unexpectedly refreshing. My weekend plans now consist of catching up on reading…naps…household tasks I’ve put off but don’t have to be in a hurry to finish to move on to the next thing….watching old movies…taking short drives or walks to snag some alone time. If you look for the good in every situation, you can always find it.
I hope you’ve noticed that your religious and/or spiritual beliefs are not housed in a building. Your own personal relationship with God, however you perceive that to be, is not defined by walls. In fact, it never has been. It’s only found deep within yourself, and within your heart. My own father taught me that many years ago as a child when he explained to me that he felt closest to God in the woods among nature. I share his feeling and revel in the stillness of a quiet glade, a bubbling creek, a field of waving grass, the slow circling flight of birds. It fills my soul.
I hope you’ve taken time to notice the gentleness of the Spring and the softness of a cool spring morning. Never have the flowers been more bright and beautiful and the trees more graceful in the wind. There is no shade of green quite as lovely as the green of new spring grass or tiny buds on trees after their blooms have blown away. The sounds of birds singing, the feel of soft grass under your feet the first day it’s warm enough to kick your shoes off and curl your toes in it. Small wonders every day, tiny miracles of renewal and rebirth right in front of you everywhere you look. Mother Earth is putting on quite a show just for you, and I hope you take the time to notice.
I hope you notice people who are kind. People who can find ways to accept that this new normal might not be what we planned on, but still find ways to bring joy to others through kind deeds, or art, or music, or words of comfort. I hope you notice the people who need help and help them any way you can. I hope you notice that though this pandemic seems like it’s gone on forever, it will not last forever.
I hope you notice the small things.
I hope you notice the good in the world.
I hope you notice how good it feels to laugh, and do it often.
I just hope you stop, for a brief moment, put aside your worries, and just notice.
The Shortest Blog Post I Will Probably Ever Write
I am stunned.
The unbelievable response to my last blog post, An Open Letter to Whoopi Goldberg…We most certainly WERE Listening, has been truly overwhelming.
The post, at last count, has gotten around 400, ooo hits and still counting. That is inconceivable to me.
Currently I have 3800 emails directly connected to my blog that are unread…but I’m trying. I have as many, if not more, comments directly on my blog site that are yet unread and unanswered…but I’m trying. I was unfortunately out of my office and away from my computer all day Friday and things are to say the least, a bit backlogged. I want each and every single one of you who took time to comment to know that I will respond to you. This may take a while…quite a while. But I promise you, you will hear from me.
To those who may not be familiar with WordPress, when you comment, it is invisible to everyone but myself until I “approve” the comment at which time it appears on the page beneath my post. I hope that clears up the confusion of the whole “your comment is waiting for moderation”, or whatever it says. To my fellow writers, and bloggers, thank you so much for reblogging this post. I will eventually make it to your pages to return the love.
My heart and undying gratitude goes out to each of you but especially the many, many thousands of patients worldwide who have taken time to share their stories and stand in support of nurses. You are the reason we do what we do and love what we do.
From the bottom of my heart, I sincerely apologize (hmm…see how easy that was? I know a couple of ladies that could practice that…wink, wink) for taking so long to respond to you and I thank you so very much. I am truly grateful to each of you.
Much love to all and as always, let’s just all be kind to each other.
Becky