Truth Really Can Be Strange

Today is the 23rd consecutive day of work I’ve missed. Not that I’m dwelling on it. I was curious, so I counted. On one hand, that sounds like a long time. On the other hand, it doesn’t seem long at all.

But then look how much the world has changed in that same span of time.

I am not terribly worried about dying. I’ve lived a long, happy life. That doesn’t mean I want to die. It just means I know how fortunate I’ve been in so many ways. I’m more concerned about the impact it might have on loved ones. As in, if I survive and someone else, someone I know and love, doesn’t. That would be a terrible thing for any of us to have to deal with.

I’m still trying to find the right way to convey what’s happened to me.  “Tired” doesn’t cover it. Tired is more of a physical feeling.  Describing how I feel mentally is a challenge, especially since it changes daily. I’m getting better, but progress is slow and incremental. Sort of like a jigsaw puzzle coming together piece-by-piece into various clumps. Two clumps become one bigger clump. The spaces between the clumps are slowly, steadily filling in.

Oh, Lord. I have a bunch of clumps in my brain. 🤣😂🤣

Weird image, I know. I just didn’t feel like re-writing that whole simile. In simple, clearer terms… my brain needs more time.

Rest and relaxation are what the doctor ordered. Literally. And mindfulness. That is what’s supposed to get me back to normal. Of course, normalcy is a much more relative term these days. How does anyone achieve normalcy when it seems the whole world has gone mad?

There is so much to learn from all of this. I hope everyone pays attention. Every rough patch we encounter involves a lesson or two. Longer rough patches include many lessons. I sure hope we see more people doing good than bad as this crazy plot unfolds.

In the meantime, I’ll keep working on me. I’ll help others if and when I can. I hope each and every one of you reading this makes it through this crisis healthy and happy. Your loved ones, too. (That includes pets, of course.)

Hubby and I have been spending lots of quality time together. Not just because of the whole virus thing. It has been wonderful.

Clouds really can have silver linings sometimes.