Good morning, world. We are a different place today than we
were just a few weeks ago. It’s a worrisome time, and not one death is
unimportant. Not ONE. All lives
matter. Life is precious. Life is not guaranteed. There is no rule that states that if we do
this – or do that – our life is guaranteed.
There is no promise for a tomorrow. BUT – there is hope.
If we’ve learned anything from this COVID-19 virus is that’s
we are all connected, we do not live on our own island and the world around us
can’t or don’t affect us. Yes, it
does. We are all part of the societal
machine – we all effect the world around us in either in a negative or positive
way, but we are all ‘essential’.
In my recovery from this nasty virus, I can’t help but worry
about the world around me. Yes, I’m
stressed like everyone else. Yes, I’m worried about the financial, social, and
environmental effect this nasty virus is having on me, my family, and my
neighbors. Yes, I’m worried about the
ultimate cost - not just of the direct effects of this virus – all the needless
deaths, but of the emotional damage.
Those numbers are not just numbers – those are our neighbors, friends, mothers,
fathers, grandmothers, grandfathers, aunts, uncles, sisters, brothers,
daughters and sons that are dying. This
virus isn’t racist or prejudiced and attacks everyone, so it will require
everyone in order to combat and kill it.
I am in recovery. My body is strong and it was the only
weapon I had against this virus. There is
no antiviral, there are no antibiotics, and there is no cure. All I could do was treat symptoms and help my
body fight as hard as it could from this horrible enemy inside me. My body is winning and my amazing and
miraculous machine is producing its own natural antibodies destroying the enemy
within and building up a protective immunity that will help me stay strong as
this nasty bug continues to circulate through our world.
My heart breaks for those who had family and loved ones who
did not overcome their battle. All of
them were precious lives. I’ve been in a
very strict quarantine, not just to protect myself as I fight this virus, but
to protect others around me. There is hope. We will recover …from this
virus. Now, I must have hope we as a
society will recover from the grief and pain of our loss.
Let us all love each other, be considerate of each other,
and remember that we are all essential in our roles as neighbors.
~T.L. Gray
