I feel like this whole pandemic has been like this melting snowman. Pieces of me are all over, nothing is where it belongs. I am trying to see the beauty in the world but sometimes things just get in the way, like the overgrown stick which is taking over the top of the snowman. Good things are happening in my life, my daughter is getting married, my older daughter had a new baby this past August, yet the pandemic is blocking my vision. I feel like my priorities are mixed up, sometimes the world is not as bright as it seems. The clouds are hiding the sun and the air is polluted with germs. The corona virus is still with us, people are still masked up and afraid to socialize.
March 14, 2021
10 March 2021. Wednesday. I'm still lonely. I have my ups and downs, but today is particularly down. I was listening to this podcast on the science of happiness and the episode was about "awe" and walking in awe. For some reason, I almost wept as I walked to the beach. I don't know why. I think the podcast reminded me that I was doing the best I can. That, successfully, I got out of bed even without the aid of the podcast and was going to the beach to walk and breathe and meditate in motion. I was doing my best. Yet it also reminded me that I wanted to walk with someone who wasn't there, someone I will probably never see not only because she's so far away, but also because she's walking with someone else. I was doing my best even though I was still alone. I ought to be grateful I had the time to go to the beach. I need to remember I am enough. For now. We're all just doing the best we can.
March 11, 2021