Holding steady

It’s been eight weeks since the earth flipped around.

I’m still here, trying to hold steady. For me, it’s a time when nothing feels easy. I search for rhythm in my days. I create lists that peter out after two or three items. I try to finish something, anything.

Each night, I decide to make it a bright day tomorrow.

I remember the things that have saved me before. Writing in my journal. Meditating. Exercise. Friends. Breathing.

Yesterday, the sun came out. The neighbors gathered for a Sunday afternoon socially distant check-in in our yard.

I poured a small glass of wine and went out the front door.

There it was: a heart made of rose petals. A bit of whimsy created as a token of affection by a neighbor.

A gift from the earth. Gratitude, affection, hope.

I’m still here, holding steady.

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