109: Pandemic Life
This coming week we will cross the one-year mark of living through the Covid-19 pandemic.
Our last trip was to Florida in December 2019. That seems like several lifetimes ago.
I am grateful that my family is healthy.
I am grateful that I am still gainfully employed. Like many real estate agents, I am busier than ever.
I now walk more than I drive.
We get our groceries delivered.
I now work from home.
I am reading more.
I am writing more.
I started a YouTube Channel.
I am listening to more music, mostly country and folk.
I am watching more PGA golf and NHL hockey.
I got an Xbox Series X (my first gaming console in over 40 years) and started racing on Dirty Rally 2.0.
Just before the pandemic, I read Viktor Frankl's book Man's Search For Meaning (1946), which chronicles his experiences as a prisoner in Nazi concentration camps during World War II. I have thought about Frankl's book many times during the pandemic. What he lived through – and so many did not – is harrowing.
Yes, pandemic life is challenging.
I miss seeing people.
I miss dining out.
I miss traveling.
This, too, shall pass. Everything does. Including each of us!
I am so much more grateful now for certain basic realities.
The pandemic has afforded me the opportunity to be a better version of myself.
More time without inputs.
More time to marvel at everyday magic:
- The sound of the wind in the trees.
- The sight of fresh fallen snow.
- The heat of the sun after several days without seeing it.
Taking very little for granted.