I’ve been trying to articulate how this situation feels right now.
The closest I can come to explaining how I feel is…..
I feel like I did after 9/11.
Scared, anxious, worried, and nervous. Like I might burst into tears at any minute.
But also, so fiercely freaking proud of how this country is handling it.
Those of us social distancing.
Protecting our elderly and immune compromised populations.
Celebrating our unsung heroes–medical staff, pharmacy workers, grocery store staff, first responders, delivery drivers, and teachers.
Companies stepping up to help the community and protect their employees.
People buying gift cards to family owned restaurants.
Championing and rallying behind small businesses.
I keep thinking about how we are going to change after this.
Because we will…..
We won’t be able not to.
What changes will we keep?
Will we cherish those times we can get together to celebrate a little more?
Will we thank our first responders more?
Our nurses and doctors?
Will you be grateful to go to work? To school? To drop your kids off at school to their amazing teachers?
Will you check on your grandma more?
Your friend going through cancer treatments?
Will you be grateful for a fully stocked grocery store?
Will you be grateful to go to the gym and move your body?
Will you tell your UPS driver thank you?
Will you keep being a cheerleader for small businesses?
Will you slow down more and spend more time on the things that are actually important?
Hold tight everyone. I remember how we rose up after 9/11. We will get through this.
Hopefully stronger. Better. Kinder. And more grateful than ever.
And wash your dang hands.