I woke up last night at 3:14 a.m. to my cat’s meow. He wanted a snack. When I laid back down, my mind started spinning with all types of thoughts. I was about to type “worries’ instead of “thoughts,” but I wouldn’t really say I’m worried as much as perplexed and anxious about unknowns. Coronavirus is obviously the current hot topic across the globe. I wonder, however, if it wasn’t for the internet and instant communication if things would be different. Illness is always scary and has affected the human race since the beginning of time, but only recently have we had the capability to spread information at warp speed and just like the old telephone game, when information is spread in any fashion, it can get misconstrued and exaggerated.
With all of that being said, I finally broke down yesterday and bought stock groceries. I’m typically a person that keeps only enough groceries for about a week at a time, other than staples such as peanut butter, syrup, etc. But yesterday, I had a full buggy with groceries for plenty of days. The good thing is they are groceries I’ll use anyway, even if we’re not asked to be quarantined. I’m remaining hopeful about the coronavirus. It’s proving to be moderate in healthy people, it’s not really affecting kids, and they say warmer weather may bring some relief, although I’m not sure if that’s true or not. I do worry about my dad. He’s in the fragile age range and has pre-existing lung issues, so that’s concerning. I reminded him last night of all the precautionary things he should be doing to stay healthy.
In other news, my oldest son, Brooks, entered the theatre world this year. He auditioned for Mary Poppins Jr. at our local community theatre and earned the lead role of Michael Banks. They had two performances last weekend and have two this weekend. All of the kids were incredible, and I was in awe at their outstanding talent and dedication. My sister is supposed to drive into town this weekend. She and my dad will be able to watch him on Saturday. If only my mom were here. She always loved watching her kids and grandkids perform, but even though she’s not here in physical form, I can feel her with us.
Also, my dad closed on the sale of my parents’ home this week. It was a lot of work, but he did it, and I am so proud of him. We took him to dinner last night and he seems relieved to have everything finished. His goal is to live in his RV for a while. It’s set up on his friend’s property. Once COVID-19 fears subside, he plans to travel to see my sister’s family in DC, my cousins in New Mexico and a few other places. Most importantly, he can finally relax and begin enjoying a new phase of life. The past several years, since my mom’s passing, have been a lot for him. Finally, I think he’s learned that it’s time to move on. We only feel a little empty without my mom, but we have to accept what is. He and I are both thankful for the boys. Their sweet spirits bring much needed joy to our lives.
It’s Thursday, friends. The weekend is almost here, although things feel a little different right now because of fears of getting sick. I’m saying big prayers that life begins to feel more optimistic. Have a wonderful day and remember, wash you hands!