I don't usually want to talk about negative things, tragic things, or people dying, of course I don't but today this whole pandemic and the tragedy in Nova Scotia has really gotten to me. My husband who is usually pretty chipper, even said to me today that he felt at loose ends and restless, and I replied that I do too. I have no reference to understand how this is unfolding. I listen to the news and then I don't. I watch other TV and then I don't, I try to create and then I don't, maybe I should bake bread or just go to bed. I have been home now for about 45 days.
I know many, many people are suffering and the deaths are adding up and even the fear has deepend but I believe we can look at history to help put these times into a little perspective. The war, the rationing, the home made clothes, the horses that pulled cars and the possibility of losing sons and fathers, but the people managed. Many people did not talk alot about what they went through, it was horrible.
I found a photo of my mother and father all dressed up in their wedding clothes, standing in tall grass outside of an unpainted little house. It was taken on their wedding day and they had very little to celebrate with. Another picture reveals a funny little white cake sitting on a chair in the tall grass. They had what they had in 1941 during the war. My mom had 3 brothers in the Canadian Air force and "the" telegram was a very real possibility. What do we do, weep, ask God to keep us safe, or just go one step at a time and watch our loved ones now, Now, Now because we don't know the events that will happen tomorrow. Talk to one another with cheer, and respect for this is the only way to manage the events of today and tomorrow and the days to come. The War ended, the men came home, the people cheered and made love, kissed and honoured their parents and continued to plow fields of wheat so we could live and be the people we are today.
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