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| PROMPT March 19th COVID-19. It’s affecting all of us in one way or another. Never in our lifetimes have we seen something of this magnitude and severity. So today, check in with yourself and your fellow competitors - how are you? Where is your head at? What’s worrying you? Let’s gather our WDC community around us and hunker down together. Heavy sigh...I was wondering when this prompt would show up. It's good timing because I think everyone out there needs to talk about their feelings and emotions and their fears and their worries. We all need to vent in whatever way we can. My hope is that it pulls us together because people all over the world seem to have the same fears and concerns. I'm trying to remain calm and collected. I know this is not the worst thing the human race has ever faced. And it's definitely not the worst thing that modern humans have ever faced. This is just a drop in a great big bucket of challenge. So I remind myself that my parents, grandparents, and all my ancestors before me faced tougher, more challenging times. So it should be within me to face this challenge. It should...but... I nearly lost it this morning. The news reported that Safeway would be open on Tuesdays and Thursdays between 7:00 a.m. and 9:00 a.m. for seniors only. Well...I'm a senior so I decided to take advantage of that. I gulped down my coffee, raced upstairs to shower, and then grabbed my purse as I ran out the door. The parking lot was full, but I figured that was because there's a large population of seniors where we live. I grabbed a cart and went directly to the section with the paper products. And...there was absolutely nothing...nothing on the shelves. Not one roll. Of anything. There was no paper of any kind. So depressing. I decided to pick up a few other essentials. But little luck there. I got one of the last loaves of bread. I got the very last package of tortillas. There was no chicken so I picked up some pork. No soup. And nothing to make soup with. The produce was certainly in a sad state of affairs. I found some carrots. I also found an onion. The garlic wasn't worth even trying. And for crying out loud, where the heck are the peas? Frozen or otherwise? One more thing really irked me. Why is there a shortage of frozen pizza? Seriously? No pizza. No sauce. No cheese. I just don't understand it. Even though I was angry yet resigned to my fate, my heart nearly broke over one customer in the store. An elderly gentleman was standing in the peanut butter and jelly aisle. His clothing was a little dirty and mussed. His hair was standing out in funny directions. His glasses hung on his nose and his hands were covered in surgical gloves. He hung his head and shook it from side to side. Just then a young women walked up to him. I think she was a granddaughter. She said something to him and he shook his head even more. I heard him say, "I can't do this. Just take me home." And with that he pushed his empty cart into the shelf and turned for the door. The young woman hung her head too and followed him out of the store. It shouldn't be like this! But there I go again...trying to stay calm and not doing a very good job of it. I hope and pray an end comes soon. I'm not sure what kind of life we'll go back to, but I am resigned that it will be our new normal. And that's really all I can expect at this stage of the game. Adjusting to the new normal. |
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