I nixed the puzzle on the dining room table in favour of having room for a sit down family supper tomorrow. It’s hard to imagine but our last family meal was on the shared birthdays a year ago on February 28.
I was totally naive or optimistic when the Covid19 crisis started. A few years ago the SARS cases hit Canada but never got out of Toronto and Vancouver. I somehow felt that this would go the same way.
Now we are sitting a 118 M cases world wide. 880,000 cases in Canada. This folks is not the average influenza that claims a few lives ever year here. At this point we are sitting at over 22,000 deaths, mostly of our elderly, here in Canada. Half a million + deaths in the USA and over 2 million world wide. That number is mind boggling and it’s not over yet. Now talk of not just a third wave but of a fourth wave seems to be surfacing and the fact that it will be 18+ months of living through a pandemic.
The stress and toll on mental health has and will continue to be as astronomical as the Covid19 numbers. The restrictions, while necessary, have caused job losses, business closures and put parents in the hot seat with working from home and home schooling.
“A field of ruins” is a phrase that I just heard about this situation and I think it’s quite apt.
On a personal level it’s changed how each of us shop, how we visit and how we play. It’s given everyone a new vocabulary and a concept of PPE. It’s been an insightful look at our own personal spaces and how we live with our values. It’s been lonely and isolating for basically everyone except those families of 6 who can’t find any alone space. It’s been exhausting for those on the front lines; especially those in health care.
I am quite certain there is more to come. I am not as naive now as I was a year ago when it seemed like something that was going to live in distant places.
But the sun will rise tomorrow morning. We will continue onward. We will wait for vaccines and make health choices, hopefully good ones to stay safe.
In the meantime I am going to plan a menu for a small family supper tomorrow night. This, to date, is the highlight of the year!
I feel like I perhaps didn’t do the subject of the pandemic and our responses justice but I really wanted to publish tonight, on the one year anniversary. I wanted to share the joy that a family supper can bring after 3 months without any time inside together. This is my record of musings about the how Covid19 has been seen through my eyes so I will indeed hit publish.