It is a very cold morning outside and I sit inside sipping my morning coffee. I am still in the healing mode. Yes, it is getting old and so am I. But, day by day I get stronger. Tiny baby steps indeed. But with this pandemic, and new variants coming out every few months, I ask myself what is my rush?
Ok, I hate having no place to go. No excitement in our lives. Same thing everyday. Again and again, the days repeat themselves.
“You are not going to be perfect every day.
It’s about turning up the next day and doing it again.”
- Krista Tippett
I reason with myself, that isolation is better than sickness. I wear a mask everywhere even though I have had two covid shots and one booster. Better safe than sorry.
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