A carefully planned two months of social and personal events evaporated as the reality of dealing with a serious pandemic sank into the general population.
Everything is cancelled, sports, school, religion. We have internet, food, Netflix, Hulu, Amazon Prime – we will survive, somehow.
As I write this, the heavy snowflakes of a late-season storm are falling.
I realize this isn’t the time for stoke proclamation, as such a statement might be seen as minimizing the very real suffering of those who are ill.
I’d like such a proclamation to be interpreted as a call to help those in need with generosity and good spirit.