There are no words, no very words to say how this day has gone…
When will we get those simple days back, again.
I’ve closed more chapters today.
All of this in our world, has clarified so much– friendships that were thought genuine but not– and it comes out “in the wash”...
- people’s insensitivity to the dying
- people not caring where they go, and still traveling places to meet up with others– ugh! Social distancing IGNORED
- The United States hit 1,170 deaths today, continually climbing; currently, more than 84,400 infected in our land.
- Who have you said “goodbye” to long ago, on bad terms– that you’d re-do if you could… that you’d feel terribly about if you were to eventually discover that that person passed away from this in one way or another– from old age, a pre-existing medical condition, or maybe an unknown ailment that the COVID-19 took advantage… Was the person overweight? Obese?
- It’s hard to breathe, when you get it; and it doesn’t matter what size you are–
- Would you like to make a mends? Would you like them to know that you do love them. Would their memory haunt you after the fact…
- If you can’t reach them, write it on paper; or type it up– speak from your heart and tell them. Let your words matter. Be brave. Be open, and speak with every key punch as though you see them in front of you– whisper your words. Loudly enough, but at a soft whisper of voice– because the spirit eventually is the only element left.
- Be present with your heart.
- Love with your might.
- Let the spirit inside you make the mends if you can’t travel to that person, if you can’t call, if there’s no email address that you know of, if you don’t know how or where to contact that person that you feel undone with.
- This life mattered, in all of us.
- Life goes on beating; no matter who goes on, who is left to endure or be “okay”.
- Be the one who stands up, the person who speaks, who is not a coward to say that other people matter. So please stay home.
Thank you, Lord, for this life.
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