My city is quiet.
My city is empty.
The bright light’s still shine
To be seen only through the window panes
The reality of the what is to come is starting to settle in.
I have children and elderly family members just like many of you.
Everyone has been ordered to stand down and shelter in place.
However I work in the medical field. There is never a time I have seen such determination among my scared coworkers.
We know the risks. We know there is not enough supplies. We are very aware that the precautions that have been put into place so far is not enough.
We also know that we are the ones that know how to save them. We are the ones that can make them feel better.
We are the ones that will be holding their hands as they go through this. The fear that they have echo’s through us in a way that is hard to describe. We know that we are not directly related, and yet every one of them becomes a family member in some way. They remind us of a family member that is similar aged. It occurs to us that with the visitor’s banned we would want the medical staff to comfort our family members. So we do it for them.
It’s not just about the numbers.