I fully intended to post something yesterday and then plain forgot!
I got caught up in some material that I’m having to absorb as part of my ‘transitioning online plan’ and then finished for the evening. I realised hadn’t posted something when I was dropping off to sleep several hours later!
At the risk of stating the obvious, it is beginning to dawn on me today that this whole period of isolation, social-distancing, call it what you will is becoming an increasingly mental challenge – irrespective of each individual’s physical condition.
We have our wedding anniversary coming up this Saturday, followed by Seren’s birthday the day after.
Hopefully, when I go shopping for our essentials towards the end of the week, there will be some nice treats on the shelves, you know, loo paper, tea bags etc.) as well as the ingredients we will need to cook a nice couple of celebration meals.
I’ve not long returned from a trip to the pharmacy that is thankfully a one minute walk away from where we live. I needed to collect a prescription for Seren but wasn’t expecting the queue with everyone doing their best to observe the two metre social distancing gap.
In all honesty, the most frustrating thing about this was the fact that the sun was on the other side of the street and in the shade, it was really rather cold!
Fortunately, the wait wasn’t that long and pretty soon, I was inside, waiting for the diligent staff to find the prescription. While I was waiting, I was then asked to step back outside, so they could serve the next person in the queue.
I love the addition of the Union Jack flags, alongside the polite notice to observe the new guidelines for everyone’s safety.
All of this is very novel of course.
Until it isn’t anymore.
In a few short weeks I suspect, many of us will be wondering how much longer this is going to go on for. The more discerning among you may well detect that in my tone even now!
It would be unsurprising to hear people declaring on a daily basis, “This is mental!”
Somehow, we must find ways to keep each other positive.
It’s very easy to think of yourself as immune to this thing.
That would be a big mistake.
We took our daily stroll around the village earlier today and overheard a stranger talking rather loudly into his mobile phone. “I can be in a room with someone who has the flu and not get it.”
Of course, we don’t the know the context surrounding the conversation this man was having but it did sound just a bit too gung-ho, given all that’s taking place around us.
I should know, as whilst I wouldn’t boast in the same manner perhaps, I have stated from the outset of this series of ‘daily’ blogs that I just don’t get sick. At least not very often at all.
I’m beginning to realise however, as I wrote to a friend of mine today – in yet another new WhatsApp group to make regular communication easier – that this really is going to be much more of a mental challenge than a physical one for me at least.
I would love to hear back from anyone who has got some ‘road-tested’ (figuratively speaking of course these days!) methods of staying positive, being optimistic, remaining healthy – mentally as well as physically.
When I began this series of ‘self-isolating blogs’ I set out to write something every day for the fourteen days stipulated in the guidelines.
That has all changed of course with the virtually worldwide lockdown but I will do my best to keep you posted of our journey.
In other words, I hope to write more than the once a fortnight I was doing pre-Covid-19 but perhaps not every day from now on.
Stay safe. Be positive. Be kind.
Or as our local church are doing our best to stick to…
Faith, hope, love.