Covid19: Grateful & Mindful
I’m grateful that I actually like my husband and children, mindful that theirs’ is the company I will be keeping the most over the next few weeks or even months.
I’m grateful that Eskom is keeping the lights on – for now; mindful that loadshedding + social distancing = absolute nightmare.
I’m grateful that I have a nice home that I am largely confined to, mindful that social distancing doesn’t always mean access to creature comforts.
I’m grateful that I have the financial means to stock up, within reason; mindful that many cannot.
I’m grateful for my present health, mindful that tomorrow is promised to no one.
I’m grateful that I’m not afraid of dying, with Jesus as my saviour; mindful that I don’t want to die, with so much to live for.
I’m grateful I’m an introvert, mindful that extraverts may be finding declining invitations and being far from crowds a genuinely daunting prospect.
I’m grateful for digital connectivity, so I can be in touch with my family and friends; mindful that the ease of access to information is also overwhelming and too much ‘news’, fake or otherwise, fuels my anxiety.
I’m grateful I can afford to pay my helper to be with her family, being healthy enough to clean my own home, for her safety and mine; mindful that many domestic workers will be trapped by fears of job security.
I’m grateful to be in the same country and time zone as my immediate and extended family; mindful that many may be reaching out helplessly over a continental divide.
I’m grateful for the experts in supply chain management and distribution who are keeping our shelves stocked, mindful that they may start appearing empty sooner or later.
I’m grateful for the producers of everything from fresh produce to toilet paper, mindful that stores are limited, demand is unprecedented, and in future, if a workforce is infected, projected harvests or manufacturing goals may not be met.
I’m grateful for airlines and hotels who have allowed postponements rather than cancellations, mindful that these industries have taken a hammering and I can only hope most can come out the other side more or less intact.
I’m grateful for the forced pause on all activities in my life; mindful that I will miss the busyness soon, and appreciate a full schedule of all that my life entails more once we are back on track.
I’m grateful our government has put measures in place quick enough to attempt to flatten the curve; mindful that social distancing and good hygiene are simply not possible in too many South African households.
I’m grateful for job security for now, mindful that the length of time this virus ravages the country, the harder it will be for most industries to keep jobs afloat.
I’m grateful for the workers who cannot keep their distance in their line of duty, the medical fraternity, cashiers, petrol attendants and more; mindful that they must be afraid for their own health as they are in contact over and over again, a spray of sanitiser here and there to ward off an invisible threat.
I’m grateful for schools and teachers who have supplied work for the kids; mindful that an interrupted academic year is one of the sacrifices society is making to slow the incoming tide of Covid19.
I’m grateful that my lungs can be filled to capacity with fresh air, even in my own backyard; mindful that for so many across the world, this is a losing battle.
I’m not grateful for this Covid19, for the lives it has taken through the virus, nor for the devastating economic damage has it inflicted on every country in this globalised world. I’m mindful that over time, generations have overcome challenges equal and greater to this, but my heart aches and my mind boggles when I attempt to attach human names and faces to frightening statistics. Mothers and fathers, grannies and grampas lost to the other side, in isolation at the end.
I’m grateful that I, personally, have the power to protect myself as far as possible by keeping our household as socially distant as possible. If you have the power to stay at home, do it. No one can know how far Covid19 will go in South Africa, or what the human cost will be, but at least I am grateful that I can say I tried my best, simply by keeping my distance. – Taralyn Mclean, March 2020
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