I got my 2021 calendar today and spent some time transferring birthday and anniversary dates from 2020 to the new one so I wouldn't forget. I still use the old fashioned wall calendar and I've always liked to see my whole month spread out on the side of the refrigerator so I can plan my week(s).
As I made the notations I saw a number back on May 16th....it was the number 62. Hmmmm.....for a minute I couldn't figure out what that was for and then it came to me. When we started this formal COVID lock-down I began to count the days. I think I figured it wouldn't last for too long.....how could it? And the "62" on my calendar was the last time I made the calculation.
May 16th we'd been in basic quarantine for 62 days. It may be that I forgot to keep adding as the weeks went by because the weather was warming up and we were able be out and about. We could meet other couples for small groups for outside gatherings and visits. So the spring and summer weeks flew by.
Today is December 15th and when I do the math I see that we've now basically been by ourselves for 272 days. The new number stops me in my tracks. And the new number means an introduction to several hundred more days of being careful, wearing masks, practicing social distancing, washing my hands etc. etc. as the cold weather settles in.
We can do this......we have to do this. I'm sorry I did the math and can see that number in black and white. It's the last time I will do a count.....this will last as long as it lasts. Counting the days won't make it go any faster...one day at a time.
What choice do I have?
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