It’s been a hard few weeks, and the next few are going to be hard. We all have to do what we can to keep each other safe.
Stay home as much as possible. Wear a mask when you must go out (our Kat is making them to send to hospitals, friends, family because she’s The Amazing Kat.) Wash you hands–then wash them again. Don’t horde. Listen to experts–to the scientists, to the medicals–to the governors who have been smart enough to put those stay-at-home orders in place.
Do NOT listen to those who say it’s over-hyped–it’s not–to those who say it’s just a big city problem–it’s not–to those who say it’s just going to vanish like a miracle. It hasn’t, and it won’t.
These past two weekends I’ve spent madly and thoroughly cleaning my house–because the experts say a clean space is important. I can’t have my weekly housekeeper here, obviously, so I scrub and santitize, open the windows to get the fresh air in.
And I wash my hands a zillion times a day.
Stay strong, stay smart, stay safe.
And while we are, let’s remember the blessings.
Yesterday Kayla came up. She lives right down the lane–private lane–hasn’t been off the property since schools closed in March. I made her one of her favorite veggie dishes–my dear friend Ruth Langan’s Party Potatoes. She sat at the counter while I stood at the stove making chicken noodle soup for me and BW.
And this 17-year-old girl who isn’t able to see her friends, isn’t going to dance in her pretty dress at prom, isn’t going to be able to walk across the stage in cap and gown for graduation, isn’t going to Italy this summer, sat and unprompted, talked about what she was grateful for.
She has a home and family who’s safe and well. She can go outside and walk. She has food–even though apparently people are hording frozen veggie meals–she has the internet so she can talk to friends. She has school work on-line to keep her busy (yes, she was grateful for that!)
It struck home with me.
Then this morning, Kat posted a picture of Griffin and said she was grateful they could put up fencing so her little boy can play outside, and invited others to say what they were grateful for.
I took this as a sign.
My list is long and will undoubtedly leave things out, but it’s heartfelt.
I’m grateful for my family, and I’m grateful they’re safe. I’m grateful for my gorgeous grandchildren, and the parents keeping them safe. I’m grateful for my home in the woods and the land around it. I’m grateful I can go outside, start working in the garden. And for dogs that keep me entertained. I’m grateful I can get food, know how to cook and bake. I’m grateful for our employees–at Vesta preparing food, delivering food. TTP sending out books–and Janeen for the grocery shopping when she drops off books for me to sign. I’m grateful for Gifts for their FB posts and on-line orders. FIT doing streaming workouts. The Inn, with more posts and pictures.
I’m grateful I was able to connect with the spa girls by Zoom. We spent a couple hours Friday evening talking and seeing each other. And drinking a lot of wine–which I’m also grateful for.
I’m grateful I have work I love, even though it’s hard to focus. I’m grateful for my little gym so I can workout every day to help keep me strong and healthy. And to help me get out of my own head for awhile.
I’m grateful to have a husband who’s smart and safe, one who loves yard work and gardening and dogs.
I’m grateful for books and music and TV.
I’m beyond grateful for the doctors, nurses, paramedics and all the medicals who risk so much to help us get through this. To the first responders, to the grocery clerks, the farmers, the people stocking shelves, the delivery people, the people working at gas stations, and all those on the front lines every day.
I’m grateful (and I’ve been a liberal Democrat all my life) for our Republican governor in MD who thinks first of public health and safety and not the economy. People are more valuable than the stock market.
I’m grateful all my friends are well, and being smart, staying home.
I’m grateful for the blooms outside that help me remember hope and beauty.
I’m grateful I have tons of aloe plants if I need to make my own sanitizer, and for the woodpeckers who come to the suet feeder so I can watch them out my kitchen window.
I’m grateful for all of you, and hope you’re staying safe.
Now, it’s your turn.
Count your blessings and feel free to share them.
Note from Laura: I’m grateful to still be able to walk around my small city and find beauty in every corner.