Life goes on…

It has been an eventful, to say the least, last couple of weeks around the world…wouldn’t you say? Personally, I never imagined that we would be witnessing something of such gigantic proportions in our lifetimes… and it’s kind of hard to know what to expect going forward. News feed has been depressing, scary and at times triggering the panic mode.  With small children at home, whose immune systems have not developed fully yet, the fear if pretty real.

With every passing hour, more and more grim reports flood the inbox. Schools are closed and here in New Jersey, starting today, there will be a curfew in place from 8pm through 5am for some time now. It is whole lot of unknown and with a crisis of such unprecedented nature, I can’t stop wondering when and how will this end? When will we get to return to our ‘normal’ lives or will this be the new normal?

I have been seeing a lot of posts on social media as to how people have been gifted the gift of Time’ to unwind, to slow down, to mediate, to pick up that book taht has been on the shelf for a while. I agree but I also feel this applies to the ‘privileged’- those who can work from home or have been asked to stay home, without worrying about pay cuts or losing their medical insurance. What about those who depend on their hourly wage to put food on the table? What about the kids who now run the risk of remaining hungry since schools are closed? What about small businesses who may have to close shop as recovering from the financial fallout of such proportions will be impossible?

Here in my blogging world, half baked thoughts, half written posts, unanswered messages await while deadlines of some of my favorite challenges keep passing by. Going to the grocery store feels like a challenge as the fear of contracting the virus does not seem to be an irrational one at this point in time. And worrying about parents and in laws and other loved ones, living on the other side of the world, does not let the mind be at ease, ever.

One evening, just a couple of days ago, as I was busy alternating between scrolling through Instagram and Google News, I heard the gentle music of guitar coming from the other room. I put down my phone and strained my ears to catch the lines. My son, oblivious of everything, including  the crazy thoughts in his mom’s head, was trying to sing “Ob la di- Ob la da” by the Beatles and the only lines he could were

“Ob la di Ob la da, Life goes on

La la, How life goes on”.

I couldn’t help but smile and think about the lines he was trying to hum without a care in the world.

I am letting the frightening thoughts in my mind take a break. They are clouding the present moments that I get to spend with my kids and husband, now that he is working from home.  I don’t want to miss out on the silliness that the little ones engage in or the faltering steps that baby girl has started taking because I am too busy thinking only about all that terrifying things. I don’t want to miss the signs that are clearly telling the Spring is slowly making her way in and I also don’t want to miss out on messages of hope that is carried by the soulful music filling deserted alleys.

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Wishing everyone, especially those in dire circumstances, who have loved ones in communities that have been hit hard, who have been directly affected by this terrible tragedy, strength and love to help through such difficult times. Hoping our world heals fast and we learn our lessons.

 

Thanks for stopping by.

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