This isn’t normal… Part 2

I have been working from home for two whole months. As I mentioned in Part 1, there are a lot of things I don’t mind about working from home and staying in a lot more because of the COVID-19 restrictions, although there are things I miss. I am not alone, and I know this from reading articles about the positive habits people are cultivating during this odd time. From drinking more water, getting more sleep and more exercise, baking, and spending more time with family, some people are taking advantage of new opportunities for self-care. When life gives you lemons…
 

I am no different. I get to see my husband and my cats at different times during the day on my work breaks when I am not half awake or exhausted, which makes me smile. I’ve managed to lose a few pounds from eating what is available at home rather supplementing with whatever snacks I stop off for to get me through a stressful day. Most of days are less stressful simply without the commute. There is less of a feeling that we need to go somewhere or do something, only to get there and be disappoint or wishing we had stayed home.

The things that stress me now are what the future will look like. It’s hard to fathom going to a crowded restaurant, getting on a full plane, or grabbing food at a public place that has been touched and breathed on by other people. I realize this is controversial territory, especially in the midst of the everyone must wear a mask/masks are an infringement on my freedom argument that is raging throughout the United States right now. 

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I know that this whole situation is experienced differently by each and every person. Some people have lost everything, be it a dream, a home, a business, the safety of being at school or work away from someone who causes them stress or home, opportunities, time with family and friends, and a myriad of things I’m not thinking of. I read more news than the average person, and it is absolutely heartbreaking to read people’s stories of loss, trauma, and devastation. Some people have created opportunities in the midst of chaos, while others have just adapted and are living one day at a time. The scary thing is that no one knows where this goes or how it ends. Will the COVID-19 virus go away, or be around in some form for the foreseeable future? Will we all be vaccinated by force or shunned by society if we don’t get vaccinated? Will the economy continue to collapse or will it recover? Will there be a 2020 Presidential election? Will life ever be so-called “normal” ever again? Your guess is as good as mine.

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For now, I am happy to see my family from time to time via ZOOM, in short, manageable doses. I enjoy leisurely walks around my neighborhood. I cherish the painstaking work my husband does on our yard while I help collect rocks, gather supplies, and move bags of mulch and soil so we can have a garden. As anxiety-ridden as I get sometimes, I try to focus on now instead of worrying about if I will ever be able to travel again, or if the world will break out in war over tariffs or the origins of the Coronavirus. Will we ever get to see live music again? Will we ever get to watch professional baseball again?

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Photo by Chrellie at Guaranteed Rate Field (formerly U.S. Cellular Field) in Chicago, IL

I can’t spent too much time worrying about these things because the information available causes more confusion than clarity, no matter the sources you read. I try to remain hopeful, and I try to be mindful of the world around me. I’m not without challenges or struggles, but I am much luckier than some. I hope the best for us all.

Hope…

In response to the Daily Prompt, “Hope“:

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Courtesy of GDJ/clipart

According to the Oxford Dictionary, hope when used as a noun means “a feeling of expectation and desire for a certain thing to happen” or  as a verb it means to “want something to happen or be the case”.

I think hope is a word that is often overused. If you are an American, you remember the word “Hope” being used in conjunction with the word “Change” during Obama presidential campaign of 2008. Yeah… We got change alright, and certainly not what many Americans hoped for. Many people hoped that Guantanamo Bay would be closed down, it wasn’t. They hoped that the country really would come to together and that economy would bounce back after the 2008 economic debacle… no dice on both accounts. The economy is still in shambles and the country is divided on many fronts.  This brings to mind lyrics from a Everlast song, where he says, “I voted for some change and it’s kinda strange, now it’s all I got in my pocket…” I know a lot of people struggling to make it every day and, sadly, it doesn’t seem to get better for them like they hoped it would.

In my experience, hope is usually said at a time when someone is going through a situation that is displeasurable, or even disappointing, as in “I hope ______ will get better…” Hope is not the same as faith or belief in something.  For instance, I have faith that I will survive but I hesitate to say that I have hope.

Hearing the word hope, also makes me think of a wonderful person I worked with at a previous job. Her name was Esperanza, which is Spanish for hope, and her name was appropriately chosen. She was a professional, and yet a very caring, empathetic, and positive person who really did offer hope  and compassion to many people that she helped in both her work life and personal lives. Sadly, Hope lost a very tough battle with cancer recently. If anyone deserved to make it through cancer and leave it behind her, it was Hope, but it was not to be.

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Courtesy of donchico/clipart

Hope is frequently mentioned with regarded to the bible quote from 1Corinthians 13:13 (King James version), “And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.” Even in the hardest of times when we don’t have hope, we can still be charitable to others, even if only by sharing knowledge or a smile.

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