Who am I? well I am about as close to the perfect human as a cat is from a chicken, I find that I love to talk about me but the reality is I don’t know where to start.
The cause for it is because I have a very broken history. How? well everyone has a story to tell and so do I, But I feel that my story is too much of a soap opera. Why? because of how I came in to the world. But that story is for a later time.
Today I want to talk about what we are all talking and thinking about. The elephant in the room, or not in the room to be exact, I mean here we are, 3 weeks into the quarantine, but I’ll be honest it was not until I heard what numbers could be reached on a death toll, that I really began to panic I went thru that whole what if part of panic and being the age i am,and the health state i’m in. I was simply afraid of what we are facing and what is at the other end of this pandemic I feared death, last week I sat there and told my kids that our relatives were all OK, that they are being safe and staying in their homes, we talked about grandpa, both grandmas, aunts and uncles, and cousins; but in the back of my mind is the thought that one person has not been accounted for, and I may never know if he is in any danger. I may never know if his family is safe. I can hope, I can pray that he will be alright. I’m talking about my father; I never met him, and some years ago he was able to tell me to stay away; during the course of a brief phone call and that is how it will be, but I still feel like something is missing.
I can’t help but wonder; in these situations do estranged families ever unite? I see the work of strangers towards the community, towards neighbors they have never met, and it’s beautiful to see the good hearted people at work. It encourages me to believe in the good of humanity. I have hope that once all this is over we will be more united toward each other. I have told my friends and my family too that once this is over we need to get together and have a great celebration of life. We need to replant the earth and bring God into our homes and our hearts not for our glory but for his. To my father I say “may you be blessed and safe and may your family be protected”. I hope I have taught my children to love and respect one another. Love nature and life. and the entire world around us.
May this pandemic be over soon and may we all come to realize that life is too short to hold a grudge, or to be estranged from each other, after all we are children of the same world.
Never meeting someone does not mean you never cared, but telling them to go away means it did matter. Good or Bad it meant something.