These are peculiar times. I have Reflections during this Covid-19 Period. Everyone is currently going through a phase they’ve probably never been through. Every sphere of life has been affected in some way by covid-19. In my country Kenya, airports aren’t operational except for cargo goods planes. Public transportation capacity has been divided into half with limited access to certain counties. A nationwide curfew of 9pm has been enforced with all schools closed apart from onlines classes. We now wear masks while in public spaces, a thing we never thought would hit us. Being checked for temperature, sanitization at every entrance and passing through structures that resemble cattle dips. But we are getting the hang of it.
First, I would like to express condolences to the bereaved and pray for peace and comfort. I feel for all the businesses that are experiencing a slow death. I feel for humanity’s uncertainty. We all hate that – not knowing how things are going to turn out. I feel for those who lost their jobs and are no longer sure where the next meal will come from. I feel for every school kid who can’t learn and their life will be affected by today’s occurrences. I feel for those going through domestic violence; women, men and children.
Humanity has been stripped of the norm. The norm that we took for granted. You’ve posted throwback pictures of your previous escapades and experiences. Sucks knowing that such things which seemed so normal are actually what are the glitter of life.
I am sure you’ve had this conversation at one point. Being able to go out to public places: school, church, restaurants, concerts and clubs without the current fear. Being able to arrive home at any hour because now you have to be home by 9pm else you meet the wrath of the law. Being able to travel to any destination (this one makes me want to shed a tear) with just a passport and a yellow fever certificate. Currently, crossing borders is a big crime (including county borders unless with papers). I feel for those who weren’t able to go back to their homes and are currently stuck in a foreign land, not sure when they will return. I dread the day crossing borders will involve getting tested for the virus because wueh, getting a really long brush forced into your throat, sigh!
But I hope for a vaccine. You know, like the yellow fever one. The one you get days before crossing country borders. Find out more on how to get it on my coming to Uganda write-up.
I am grateful for the medics who put their lives at risk everyday to help fight this pandemic. I am grateful to you for doing the very best. For doing as advised by the experts; washing and sanitizing your hands often, maintaining social distance, wearing a mask, staying home if it’s possible, sneezing into your elbow. That there, is having the courage to fight as each day goes.
Being alive is a tremendous gift and in such dark seasons like the current one, it is healthy for our mental and emotional being to count the blessings and being grateful despite our current estate. As scary and negative as things might get, we find at least a reason to be grateful. I realised being thankful makes one feel lighter; it makes you look forward to another day. It even encourages God to give you more of what you need.
Think about it for a second; if you are reading this, then it means; you can breathe, you can see, you have cognitive ability, you have the internet and a device. A 5-second exercise that chases the dark clouds and lifts our souls.
As we hope that we will overcome this pandemic, I guess Samwise Gamgee said it best in The Lord of the Rings; “ How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines, it will shine out the clearer….. ”