Covid…..Say What?

I am gonna say it…..I am a little annoyed.
I don’t know about anyone else but Covid-19 is not an abstract thought for me. Not in the least.
  1. Gentleman in our area that passed from Covid-19 turned out to be second cousin to a close friend of mine.
  2. My mom had to quarantine because a worker at her local corner store tested positive. My mom is going to be 75 this year. (Sorry mom) She falls under the at risk category. Never mind her asthma. 
  3. My mom informs me that Merida (close city to her) is the epicenter for Covid infection and Progresso (town she lives next to) is 2nd.
  4. A girl friend told me her daughters had to quarantine as their step-mother had tested positive.
Manitoba has now entered phase three of opening up.
One thing is the removal of restrictions in retail stores so long as the 2 meter/6′ social distancing can take place.
Well apparently a memo went out that those of us who realize the reality of this disease did not receive……easing of restrictions means that everything is going back to normal.
Walk where you want.
Get into other peoples space.
Come shopping while not feeling well. Sanitized myself my till everything after serving a customer today who stood and talked to me for about 10 minutes.  Regularly this is not an issue for me. However he was wiping his nose and coughing. Fingers crossed.
Recently two new cases were announced.
This couple traveled out of province came into contact with a person who they knew to be infected.
Yet when they came home one of the individuals despite showing symptoms decided that it was alright to run into the local convenience store. So this person was so selfish as to put his/her community and the employees of the store at risk because……..I am still waiting to hear the justification from this individual as to why they felt it was necessary to endanger their community.
I am not a woman prone to overreacting.
I look at things.
I read.
I make my own judgments.
I tend to be laid back and easy going.
Until today.
I nearly lost my shit.
Tember and I went for a walk. I had a package at the post office we needed to pick up and this was time for us to spend together.
We are standing in line talking when my turn comes up. There is a woman to the right of me and we are shoulder to shoulder. I turn slightly so my back is to her and proceed to hand over my slip and id.
Tember is standing slightly behind me when I hear a rustling.
I look back to tell Tember to stop touching thing and there is a woman standing on top of him.
I am not lying here folks she was no more than three inches from him.
I signed for my package and off we went.
I bit my tongue so hard I drew blood.
Reality is…..this is the beginning.
We have been lucky.
Damn lucky.
But people here are complacent.
They do not believe that this disease is a reality.
The conspiracy theories I have heard…..
I am waiting.
For it will happen.
Covid-19 is going to hit my city.
And it is going to be devastating.
I realize this sounds morbid.
As though I am rooting for this disease to rip through my city….
To decimate it.
I am not.
I want people to realize the severity of this crisis.
To behave accordingly.
To stop wailing about their government attempting to save their lives.
To realize that they are not the be all and end all of the world.
Because based on my most recent transactions about 95% of the people I deal with
feel that this is being done to them intentionally.
That is right…….the world is inconveniencing them on purpose!
Grow up.
See beyond yourselves.
Be a part of the solution not the problem.
I know I should put an addendum.
I know that this is an issue where people believe or they don’t.
But I am done being polite.
I am done being nice.
Grow the fuck up.
Get your head out of your ass.
If you are not part of the solution you are the problem.
And truthfully I could not care if you get sick.
June 23/20

Lessons

Hear the complaints
see the disgust
time is passing by
when will life get back
when will normality return?
Why?
So quick everyone is
work
school
sports
art
computer
the list on the fridge
goes on and on
every minute
to the second
of every day is planned
’til exhausted
one drops into bed.
Look around
what do you see?
Look around
what do you hear?
Birds singing
clearly heard
lack of traffic
makes it so.
Streets
quiet
stores
no longer a meeting place.
Wait…..
hear that I do
sweet giggle of child
deep baritone of dad
as together they play
slowed down
spending time
with each other
learning their truth.
We have a chance
a choice
to create a new future
a slower future
where emphasis is
family
friends
life in its beauty
nature
seen now by eyes
appreciated
reclaimed.
Do not forget
or
lost shall be
these lessons learned.
©May 7/20
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