When this is over — Taking things for granted.

While sitting alone this morning drinking my coffee, the kids were still sleeping. 

I had a thought. Thought of things that I have taken for granted since COVID 19 has started. 

Thoughts of things that I honestly never thought about because they were normal everyday things. That I never would have thought would be so important. The importance of everyday life things. 

A hug. I am not a very huggy person. I am more of a bro tap on the back and away we go, but when I finally got to hug my dad, or my brother and mom. That hug felt like I haven’t seen them in years. That hug was so important. 

A conversation with neighbors. I am socially awkward. To have a conversation with someone is scary to me. My words get jumbled together and I get all weird and forget how to talk. There is something about going into your backyard or going into your front yard and seeing the street full of people, full of life. Puts a smile on my face. When everyone was inside and not coming out the street was empty. It was quiet and lonely. I may not be besties with my neighbors but just knowing they are there it’s comforting. 

Walking into a store to grab something quick.  The lines are so long now, not to mention having to wear masks and gloves. Having to be careful not to touch your face. Just walking into the store has become a whole day thing depending on the lines. 

Normal doctors check-up. My son recently had a doctor’s appointment. This appointment was done over the phone. It was really weird. I have never experienced it before. The doctor simply had to go off from what I was saying. Wasn’t able to check him, herself. I am sure that is difficult for her as well. The doctor’s appointments for my son are crucial. I want to know that I am doing okay with helping him, I want to know that he is doing okay. The reassurance over the phone is just not the same. 

The school rush in the mornings.  I used to dread these mornings. Rushing around like a chicken with its head cut off. 4 lunches. I miss it though. I miss driving the kids in the car and blaring the music and singing. I miss seeing the kids excited for their friends. I miss hearing all about their day when I pick them up. The mornings are intense but everything else makes it all worth it. 

Coffee with a friend. There is nothing better when having a coffee with a friend. You get to talk about your shit storm of life. You get to talk about what you want in the future IN PERSON. Not through text messages or phone calls. You get to laugh and celebrate your life with them. Having those few hours with your friends helps you get through life, helps you get through your day. 

When this is all over I hope we have learned some lessons. I hope that we end up being who we wanted to be and who we hoped to be. 

Everyone has come together. We have proved when shit hits the fan, we can work through it. My hope is that we keep this. My hope is that the world realizes that the way we were doing things was not the right way. Every person for themselves. Coming together, working together. It’s important. 

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