One mom's ideas
“If you stand in the meat section at the grocery store long enough, you start to get mad at turkeys. There’s turkey ham, turkey bologna, turkey pastrami. Someone needs to tell the turkey, ‘Man, just be yourself.’ “
Ambrose Bierce: American writer, journalist (“The Devil’s Dictionary”)
Let me be honest, I have had to unpack my feelings and opinions over this pandemic in multiple ways. When this pandemic started these were the pictures that came from New York. These images actually all came from a simple google search where I typed in ‘New York covid nurses’.
Today, while the numbers are starting to rise again I can’t imagine how this will be painted on media platforms. The change of opinions from people has made this move to seem as if these may not be hero’s that are sacrificing everything to help your fellow human to survive this novel infection. Suddenly these people are exaggerating and making things seem worse then it is from most people.
Remember to thank your healthcare workers, your front line workers, your fellow humans that don’t run away and act like this isn’t a real problem. Listen when they say to live your life, just in a safer way, but thank them. They have seen things that they can not un-see. They are very aware of the realness of this pandemic. Respect them.
One need not be a chamber to be haunted. One need not be a house. The brain has corridors surpassing material place.
– Emily Dickinson –
There are some sayings or poems that just speak to you. Every one of us have corridors that are filled with doorways and archways. Maybe even a few windows.
I have spent my life teaching myself and now my children to learn how to shut those doors and windows. Sometimes I shut it too early. Sometimes I shut it amazingly too late. Sometimes I can’t even manage to close it, more or less keep it closed.
My amazing mother used this method to teach me as I was growing up. I am so lucky to have parents that have been through some shit to be able to handle me, and the path my life would take.
I am not that unusual but my story is. Most people don’t like to hear it all. They cut me off or they move on thinking it’s too heavy. Some tell me everyone has their cross to bear. I agree.
So instead of telling my story and dealing with my reaction to other people’s reactions, I shut doors.
❤
The age old question that I refuse to ask others. Am I wrong to be scared to ask people?
Those closest to me of course I will but wouldn’t you end up just lying to appease the person asking?
My biggest fear
Is that one day
You will see me
………
The way that
I
See
Myself
Live life lightly 