How are you all out there? I hope you’re well. As for me
I am suffering from what one news source is calling pandemic fatigue. For me
it’s all the ups and downs, the constant back and forth that keep me spinning
around in circles. And the numbers. Oh my God, the numbers. All the statistics
I’ve never paid attention to before are slamming into my brain causing a kind
of burnout, not to mention fear. But most of all it’s the unanswered questions
that too often keep me glued to the news.
They tell us this will end, but when? 2021? 2022?
They tell us wearing a mask, staying six feet away from
others, and washing our hands will keep us safe, but will it?
Will I survive? Will my family and friends make it
through this pandemic unscathed?
Yes, it’s the uncertainty that comes closest to undoing
me. But there is one thing I do know. I know that late at night after I’ve
turned off the news, turned off the light, put my head on the pillow and listen
to the silence that follows, I know that beneath all the chaos, joy still exists.