Only a few months ago life was “normal,” whatever that means. We walked around without masks, hugged each other or held hands as we walked, enjoyed being close to others.
Now unless we want to chance catching the covid-19 virus, we
behave nervously. It’s important to stay six feet away from anyone who does not
share our home. We try to stay outdoors when possible, hoping the virus will be
diluted in the air before it can harm us.
Recently I learned that my first husband has tested positive
for the virus. At one time I loved him greatly, and have never wished him any
harm. I hope the test was faulty and he will be well. How many others in my
life will be sickened before this ends? Will I catch it myself? At the age of
82 I am quite concerned.
David Brooks, one of my favorite The New York Times columnists, wrote recently that he could see the country unifying in response to the
crisis. For once, I disagree with him. Thanks to Donald Trump, who cares only
about being reelected and enriching himself further, the pandemic has quickly
become as politicized as everything else in the U.S. Recently I posted some
simple information on the local NextDoor site about wearing masks and keeping
social distance to protect those of us who are vulnerable. You’d think I had
attacked capitalism itself. I was called a virus Nazi who doesn't understand herd immunity. Many think opening up businesses must happen
immediately to protect unemployed people. Yes, they are suffering financially.
For those of us who may die, the suffering is worse.
Copyright © May 19, 2020
by Carol Leth Stone (a.k.a. RovinCrone)
