Today it is raining, cold and windy. The whistling of the winds reminds me so much of the book/movie Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte. The story is based on a wild, passionate story of the intense love between Catherine Earnshaw and Heathcliff, a lad adopted by Catherine’s father.
The English moors were dark, cold, and sinister. An interesting read if you get the chance.
It has gotten darker in my part of the universe in recent weeks. The world is so much quieter this year. Covid-19 has thrown a huge monkey wrench into the plans of mice and men.
So many of us have personally lost so much. And collectively the world has lost its innocence and its sense of invincibility.
We have never experienced a time such as this and many of us do not know what to do. Many refuse to adhere to the recommendations to help save lives and continue to go about living life unawares.
At a time we should be showing more love, discord seems to be the dominant force.
We must continue to pray for peace.
Spring and summer have given rise to fall as we continue to grapple with our new normal.
The children have had a harsh year being locked mostly inside unable to attend school and freely play with friends.
They have lost so much precious time and we continuously pray that our love, their youth, and adaptability will empower them with resilience to make it through.
Mental health is at an all-time high. Those who were struggling before are now in dire straits. While new diagnoses are made every day.
The elderly and the homebound have witnessed a time like no other. Imagine only being able to see your family through a window. Heartbreaking!
The loss of human interaction, closeness, touch, and camaraderie will give rise to many current and future problems.
The way we see life and our planet is forever altered. Our world has shifted on its axis and many souls have transitioned.
As fall and winter settle in many will feel isolated in a deeper way.
This morning I arose early and usually, I cannot wait to leave the warm confines of my bed for my online platforms. But today I remain in place. Snuggled in the warmth of my blanket listening to the sounds of my sleeping child.
Soon he will awaken for his online school in these abnormal times. No walking to school with friends. No noisy peals of laughter parts the chill air.
Just the noise of silence.
Even the animals seem quieter this year. Not too many dogs barking. The animals sense a shift, something not quite right this year.
I remember to thank God for my life and many blessings.
Be safe, be well!
God bless us all!