Monday morning cup of thoughts
This too shall pass
I’ve been thinking about the phrase “this too shall pass.” Rick came down with Covid last Saturday, so I’ve been self-isolating for the last week. It’s the second time I’ve had to isolate in the last month, as I was also exposed three weeks ago. I’ve spent my time writing and getting some things done around the house, which you won’t hear me complain about.
The experience has reminded me of how far we have come since the first days of Covid. Although I didn’t like the fact that Rick was ill, I wasn’t afraid. And while I certainly hoped I would not get it, again, I wasn’t panic-stricken like I would have been a few years back.
Summer and the fire season is passing as well. The morning air is crisp and the color of the leaves is changing. I’m beginning this week grateful for the passage of time that has the ability to heal our woes.
I send best wishes to you all.
I hope Rick feels better soon and that you remain healthy. Mel and I had Covid in June along with Kevin’s family. We all had very mild cases. I agree that it is so different than the beginning of the pandemic. This too shall pass was one of my Mom’s go to phrases.