Pandemic checkin year 2

About six weeks before the pandemicWhat do you think it would look like broke out in the NYC area I had a god-awful dream. In it I was a drone hovering over the New York Harbor. Below me the Statue of Liberty was knocked off her base, broken in many pieces. She was a smoldering wreck and there was destruction all around me.

To say I was freaked out is an understatement. I knew this was a premonition, but of what? I was too frightened to inquire more and chalked it up to anxiety about the election year we were in. This is a mistake I make often, when frightened by something, I make an assumption so as to not inquire further.

Then as we all know, the COVID virus landed in a suburb north of NYC and by March of 2020 it was tearing through NYC, gutting her in the months to follow. Life became a blur: homeschooling kids, moving through my days seeing clients, cooking, cleaning and stress baking cookies for EMT workers.

Now it seems we’ve all gotten into a grove. I’m grateful my kids are vaccinated and back in school, the toll on our mental health alleviated somewhat. But COVID’S left in its wake, unbearable loss of life, loss of income and normalcy and so much more.

Marge and I made it through. We’re still rolling with the punches. Keeping her safe I do all her grocery shopping now. We also ramped up our prayer work. This is a practice she and I began a few years ago when a friend's husband was diagnosed with cancer. She adds our “patient” to her meditations and I add them to my positive visualizations. Each of us praying for the very best outcome. So, can I add you to the list? Do you have someone in mind that could use the support? Send me a note with their first name and what ailment they’re experiencing and I’ll add them in.

A hearty thank you to each and every one of you that has allowed me to support you in this time. I appreciate you no end.