I was about to throw away a wilting bouquet of flowers when I noticed there's beauty *because* of the dark edges, not in spite of them. It made me think of the pandemic, and whether it's brought anything beautiful with it that I wouldn't have seen before. It's hard to answer that question. This week I'm angry with the Facebook hordes posting selfies with their vaccine bandaids. My state is way behind, and there's no vaccine in sight for me. I'm about to miss yet another family wedding, and my elderly mother is in steep decline 3000 miles away. I'm genuinely happy for those who can get vaccines. But I've stopped logging into Facebook because it just leaves me feeling tearful.
March 4, 2021
This week was mostly filled with a mixture of digital and physical school. I think I'm starting to get used to the schedule and the protocols. Last week I had an inconclusive COVID test because of an inadequate sample (I didn't shove the q-tip far enough up my nose) so I was anxious about getting retested. I did it again and it came back negative, so that was good. Going forward I have to make sure that I put the test swab farther up my nose so I don't go through this again. Logically I knew nothing was wrong, but I was still anxious about it.
September 16, 2020