We talked flu and pantry preparedness last week....
And I was pretty chipper.
I'D NAILED IT!!! GO ME!
RUTHY- 1 FLU- 0
And then pneumonia sent me to the E.R. on Friday, my husband to Urgent Care on Saturday, our doctor's request for Covid 19 testing that was denied (this was Saturday, lack of testing materials in WNY) and we both ended up home, with pneumonia, two healthy people who twelve days before were pretty sure of themselves and their place in the world and we discovered that:
A major or sudden or terminal illness changes our perspectives.
We think of all kinds of things we generally brush off.
Like re-doing that will we did twenty years ago, before we had grandkids, before I was a published author, before the farm was almost paid off.
Organizing papers in case we both die at the same time... and not only isn't the one left behind going to find everything, there wouldn't be "one left behind"... EEK!!!!
So yes, a wake-up call in the highest sense, the kind of wake up call that reminds us of the preciousness of life and if the current worldwide pandemic doesn't make us realize how fleeting our grip on everything is, then maybe we aren't really paying attention.
You know, this all happened so fast, that there wasn't time to fear... well, much. Some. Okay, there was SOME FEAR, but then there was something else.
Trust.
Trust in God.
Trust that whatever was happening was happening for a reason. That whatever was happening was being handled, and that we'd get through, by and by. One way or another. Because God is with us. God is for us, not against us. And I held on to that completely.
Importantly, I'd just gotten my hair cut and styled, so at least if you're going to be rushed to the E.R., it's good to have great hair.
Clean underwear has NOTHING on great hair.
I'm just saying. :)
We are in the midst of crisis. Of a history-making crisis, but we are not the first to face such things (plagues, famine, locusts, drought, dust, more locusts, malaria, black death, bubonic plague, smallpox, cholera, Spanish Flu, Hong Kong Flu, AIDS) and now Coronavirus or Covid-19.
The world has just pushed the "reset" button en masse.
Things will change for a lot of people. Doors will close and opportunities will open and life will go on, but it will go on differently for so many. So very many.
I won't talk about how the lack of proper testing materials put more of us at risk and has obscured the numbers, but I was interviewed by Reuters (thanks to my daughter's Tweet about her parents' travails) and here's a link to the very informative article the Reuters' team wrote:
SPECIAL REPORT: HOW KOREA TROUNCED US IN CORONA TESTING
That's a story for another day. Today is about getting by. Dealing. Looking at the bright side. Listening to the birds of spring, winging their way northward, assuring us of a new day dawning.
No, we don't know what that day will be like. As the sun rises, there will be new numbers, new worries, valid concerns and millions of parents are trying to figure out what to do with multi-millions of children who can't go to school and can barely leave the house.
A temporary and new normal.
BUT ALL IS NOT LOST.
We have survived so much as societies. As people As faithful.
We will press forward, we will keep moving, we will continue to rock babies, and talk to elders, and knit socks and mittens or quilt blankets and shop on Amazon and have really good coffee sometimes. And ordinary coffee most often.
We are resilient.
We are relentless.
We are children of God, and with that courage and faith comes fortitude, for long before we walked the earth there were martyrs and saints and holy people, sacrificing so much. So very much. For you. For me. For us.
God bless us.
God bless this world.
And may He grace us with sufficient humility to understand that we need Him far more than He needs us, and yet he wants us even more than that!!!
Oh, that God!
So wondrous and special and good.
So we don't blame Him for the virus.
Stuff happens. Things mutate. And then they spread. And we take up arms and needles and test kits and we fight back.
I am sending you blessings this day, this holy day of March 19 which happens to be my husband's birthday... the day after Fenway's!!!!!
Happy birthday to Dave and Fenway....
And may we learn to love and trust and share with our utmost good from this day forward.
Ruthy




















