Yesterday was rough. Thankfully Timmy was feeling better, although he wasn't 100%, and the sun was shining. I had ever excuse to embrace the moment and enjoy spending time playing outside. Instead of being happy, I found myself struggling with anxiety and just couldn't seem to find a place of contentment.
The constant news about Covid-19 has been completely overwhelming. Even though we are taking every single precaution (we haven't even left our property in three weeks), I am fearful. At this point I'm more worried about the implications Timmy is going to experience by delaying his treatments and the health of my family and friends than I am about our own Covid-19 risk.
I know that there is nothing I can do right now except protect myself and my family. With so many people suffering, staying home feels so counter intuitive at the moment. This weekend, I think I need to keep the television turned to streaming platforms instead of the news. At this point, knowledge is crippling.
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