So far, I think last week was the worst pandemic week. It was a dark, gray week with lots of challenging events made more difficult by pandemic precautions and reality. I didn't sail through it with the fortitude or grace I aim for, but instead resorted to so tears, anger, frustration, and outbursts. Essentially I stomped my way through the week to the dismay of my very loving and caring family members. As I noted to them, the idealist in me likes life to be pretty packages tied up with colorful bows which we all know is mostly a fantasy because the reality of life is that life can be very confusing, chaotic, and crazy at times, and when it's like that we simply have to wade through the muck to get to the other side.
Now at the end of that week, a week that I hope will be the worst week of the pandemic, I am noting all the good that got me through it including the patience, positivity, and support of my loved ones, the caretakers at my mom's rehab, those administering vaccines to my mother, the medical professionals I saw for a procedure, the cafe workers who prepared wonderful sandwiches for my dad and me, and my online community who is always to helpful. We truly need each other, and tough weeks last like week showed me that all so clearly. I hope I can be that loving support for others in the weeks ahead.
So with the sun shining today, it's time to turn another corner. I finally have an appointment for the COVID-19 vaccine which will open up new doors for me. Our collective research related to my mom's care has resulted in some promising plans for the family too. And, more and more people are becoming vaccinated which is giving people hope for the spring and summer days ahead. This is all good.
There's lots of good work to do in many corners of my life, and with last week's struggles behind, I am actually able to get that work done. I much prefer to work than to be in the waiting room of life--now there are plans set and work to do. May next week be a better week. Onwarad.