Trying to find a bright side

I had about a two-week break down were all I could do was eat and sleep and watch TV. But now I'm OK and ready to get back to my websites. I pulled myself out of my break down by looking at what I had and being thankful for it all.

My husband is a grocery manager. He did not lose his job like so many others did.

Although the county where he works was a significant hot spot when the virus landed, the county health department and our state governor did a lot to shut things down, so the spread was not horrific, like in New York City.

I was already off of work for winter and already on unemployment, so I didn't get caught up in that mess.

My husband has not caught the virus despite the inaction of his employer and the exposure he surely got. Therefore, I have not gotten it either.

Being a self-proclaimed hermit, I was and am pretty isolated, so I have not had to make many changes.

We canceled our trip to Maine to visit my grandsons, but we rescheduled it for the Fall when it will be nicer there. Hopefully we can still go.

There are a lot of shortages in certain food items, and meats, in particular, are going to get scarce and expensive, but I thought ahead, and I have a freezer full. I did not hoard toilet paper, but we still have plenty.

But here's one thing I can't put a good spin on. My Uncle Jim was in a nursing home in Upstate New York. He died of Covid-19 on April 14. I was not close to him, but I am close to my Aunt Edith, his wife. It has been difficult because we cannot travel to be there, and there's not going to be a funeral yet anyway. And because my Aunt is elderly, we shouldn't visit her now. Uncle Jim had other debilitating issues, so he is no longer in pain and suffering like he was. That's the only thing good about it.

So things could be a lot worse. I have food, a roof over my head, plenty of TP, and money still coming in. We are healthy so far. And although we have lost a family member, we haven't lost entire family units like some I've seen on the news.

This too shall pass. It will end. There might be a new normal, but maybe the new normal will be better. I hope so, for the sake of those who have sacrificed so much.