For me, the isolation cost me only a birthday party or two. For some others, it’s their wedding. Imagine that. Advised to remain away from one another, the disease hasn’t just taken from us our lives, but also our celebrations. That’s cruel. That’s worse than a fever. It has taken from us our reliance on stability. We don’t know what tomorrow will look like. We never did, but now we know we have zero control, and that’s scary. Making me suddenly a fan of yesterday when all was normal—I was planning our next trip and my son’s birthday party, and our options were limitless. Oh, yesterday!
But this will end.
What must not finish is our ability to learn from our disasters. If we continue to put business over common sense—our thriving cruise ship industry–the oversized, mobile Petri dish of diseases, that have repeatedly made us vulnerable and sick, then we deserve all this. If we continue to not inspect how these viruses originated and refuse to mend our ways, if we refuse to invest in our healthcare, then there’s no point to the misery. We are once again being shortsighted, believing that nothing can go wrong when we live on a serial killer named the Earth studded with super volcanos, overheated with pollution, drowning under rising oceans, and overwhelmed by depleting natural resources.
And I humbly note the isolation has brought down pollution numbers by over twenty percent. Nature is forcing its kind will upon mankind. And as I sign off, I am counting my blessings. I’m not alone, surrounded by the world’s absolute best people, the hearts I love and cherish. No virus can take that away from us.

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