It was a beautiful day. And it was humbling.
How could I have forgotten what sun felt like on my face? What could have so pushed such a glorious truth of life so thoroughly from my mind?
Nah. This thing we’re facing doesn’t get to take the sun. The soft breeze. Fresh air. Warmth. The blooming of spring.
We’re quarantined, yes. And the numbers are going up. They will continue to do so for at least another ten days, according to the experts. But not with the unbridled abandon this thing could have racked up, would have, without us fighting back.
That beautiful sun today? Ours. The blue sky? Ours. The beautiful bloom? Ours. And we’ll have it all back. We’ll feel the sun on our faces and stand among friends and we’ll celebrate with loved ones and we’ll laugh and we’ll toast the day.
But first, we win the war.
I write this series in an effort to help others get through this. You are welcome to add your comments on today’s topic (embracing life) in the space below. #MOC19