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Send Positive Thoughts And Prayers This Waypage2 – It’s hard to believe that we celebrated Easter Sunday in our pajamas, attended Mass in our living room and ate a large feast for five. I sat at the table last night and tried to remember an Easter without our extended families, and I couldn’t. I miss them all, especially my mom. With the help of special local vendors who buy and deliver my hand-picked items, I was able to make baskets and display my Easter on the kitchen table, and make sure the “Easter Bunny” still got my 22nd, 20th and 15th. It’s been a year… Overall, we had a good day, but I still have that “pinch” in my heart. My mother is isolated in her apartment in my sisters house and she has to maintain social distance especially since she is 83 years old and avoid contact with my brother in law who is a doctor. Luckily for Easter, she was able to leave her apartment and have dinner with my sister and her family 12 feet away wearing protective gear. My mom is amazing.
Last night around 7:30 I heard horns and beeps and got a text from my friend Amy saying, “Come out.” In my pajamas, I ran outside, and she and her daughter were parked outside our house – passing by to wish me a happy Easter. I just started crying, I wanted to jump in the car and hug everyone. It was such a small, simple gesture, and it meant so much. It’s so hard to physically be away from the ones we love – I don’t hug, but I swear it hugs everyone I see after we’re gone. You don’t realize how important it is to be in someone’s physical presence – it’s a sense of fulfillment and all is well in the world. I’ve felt with my sisters since our pop was gone – when we’re together, it’s fair. No matter what we do or where we are, it hurts when we are forced to separate with no choice.
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Fortunately, social distancing seems to be working as the statistics are improving slightly. I hope each day’s reports show that we’re flattening the curve – to be honest, I don’t know how much longer I can stay in this house with the same people. God I love them, but we need a change of scenery!
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We learn a lot during this time, in our homes, in our relationships, in ourselves. When we come out of quarantine, I think we will be happier and more positive people. I keep looking for the silver lining in all of this and hope it clears up soon. My sister Karen always reminds me that even though we are apart, we are all together.
It was nice to wake up to sunshine and blue skies on the morning of April 9th…but crazy winds and freezing temperatures? Feels like February. Seriously, most of the time I have no idea what day it is. I miss my favorite TV show because I think it’s the wrong day. Even if we are not physically sick, quarantine bothers me. Everything was “off” – my diet, my exercise and especially my sleep.
Today my friends and I started day 17 of our 30 day virtual yoga class – today’s class topic was “Find Your Bliss”. I find this very appropriate for the current mindset that I and many others are currently facing during this time of social distancing. It’s almost impossible to have a clear head at the moment – the media (of all kinds) is creating such panic, mainly with conflicting reports during this pandemic. I’m lucky to have a very balanced, calm, cool and collected husband – when I start to go off the rails, he pulls me back in. This often starts to happen as the days turn into a lonely month. I will continue to try to focus on the positives and have faith in the system and most of all trust in who is really in charge. That’s all I can do.
In the last few weeks or so we’ve lost our original quarantine momentum and let many of our projects sit idle while we focus on other things. Yesterday we went back to the basement to start sifting through and organizing over 20 years of photos. Sorting through them takes time, and Brian and I often stop to discuss a treasure one of us has stumbled upon. I have about two hours of patience for this task (if that!) because it doesn’t take long for my emotions to take over and I’m a sobbing mess. Today when I stopped by, Brian said to me, “Where are you going? This is the perfect project for a plague!”… this is coming from the guy who decided to do a “flashlight audition” for the rest of the afternoon. If we lose any power soon, we need to be prepared to get someone back to work!
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Family game night is losing its appeal after almost a month, so last night we skipped the traditional games and did some ‘virtual horse racing’. It was broadcast live by the club staff at our favorite resort, Woodloch Pines. It’s been one of our favorite things to do in the last 20 years when we’ve been to Woodloch and we’ve had lots of laughs in the house. Woodloch, like many shuttered businesses, does its best to entertain guests from far and wide, which was their most creative endeavor. Tomorrow we will start a puzzle and see if we work well together. It can be a very short activity.
As I felt the effects of being separated from our families this morning on Easter Sunday, I came across this short poem on Facebook. It was shared by my dear friend Elaine and it really hit home. I read it once and re-read it and re-read it and let it sink in for a minute or two.
So let’s grab the joy we have while we’re at home on Easter Sunday. It is a time of renewal and wonder, and I believe it will come.
So I sat down this afternoon to write this blog and thought about what I was actually going to write about. Our lives are a bit like the Bill Murray movie “Groundhog Day” – it’s the exact same day over and over again. The only exception is the COVID 19 statistics and guidelines, which change by the minute during this national pandemic. Next to my desk in my bedroom where I sit with my laptop is a small bookcase that I got from my parents when they sold it. It’s tall and narrow and filled with items that are special to me. I leaned it against my favorite photo of my pop on my wall. As I grumbled and grumbled inwardly about my writer’s block, an entire library of memories fell upon me, spilling its contents across my room. I sat there stunned as the culprit of the usual strange occurrences was fast asleep on my couch and didn’t raise his head. Then it hit me, literally the library did it, but I realized I had just received a sign. Like a slap on the head from my dad telling me to pull myself together and get over it (actually his exact words would be “stop the pain in your stomach-ache spaghetti arms”). It’s not a problem to fill up at my desk, in my safe house, with my healthy family and lots of things to do. Sometimes all you need to wake up is a simple or not-so-subtle reminder. I’m currently icing my hand. LOL. No, actually I am. Many of the life lessons he taught me are anchored in the core of my soul.
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The tension in our household became more apparent as the days went by – Brian started messaging our family group chats over lunch describing the afternoon. Today’s text is: P.M. 3:00 dog walk, 5:30 pm. Car ride 6:00 p.m. Happy hour on the deck is 7:00pm/pm, but sometimes we have less of a troop turnout. Most of the time no one will answer him but in due time one of the youth/young adult kooks will come and join us. our. After drinking coffee this morning,
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