A year ago I left the State of California to make a new home
and life in the beautiful state of Arizona.
We’ve been here almost a year now.
The living and dining rooms that once were crammed full of boxes from the
floor to about 4-5 feet high, are finally cleared, furnished and decorated. It’s the most peaceful part of my home. Yesterday was such a beautiful day. After getting required outings completed
quickly, I sat for a time looking at the space and imagining how it looked a
year ago. I’m so pleased with the
transformation and also so very grateful for the opportunity to be here, to own
my home (or at least hold a reasonable mortgage to one) and find a measure of comfort and peace. My community now is
smaller, we’re close to the very edge of town where it’s quiet and less chaotic.
I truly love it.
The heat of the desert here in Arizona takes some getting
used to. But this time of year is so
beautiful. It took me a year but we
finally got screens on the windows and I took full advantage yesterday throwing
the windows open wide to let in the most delicious warm breezes. I sat quietly
and listened to the birds sing, children at play and the sounds of my part of
the city absent the usual consistent drone and hum of air conditioning units. I’ve been out of the
house only twice in the last two weeks.
It is a troubling time and getting necessities has been difficult. But, when we can get a hold of those things
that are missing, I completely reject every urge to stockpile. We take just what we need so that there will
be enough for all. After four days of
searching the internet, I actually found a place to order Toilette Paper
from. Sheesh! But I still ordered only one 10 pack. That will arrive about the time we run
out. I refuse to hoard and so every week
that goes by, I pray there will be just what we need somewhere.
Grocery store shopping yesterday was better than the week
before. But it’s funny the things people
are hoarding. There was hardly any meat
left in the stores, no rice, no pasta, barely any water, no snacks, ibuprophen
gone, no Tylenol, no hydrogen peroxide, no laundry soap, no dish soap, and no
cleaning supplies or paper products and we went to two stores. I refuse to contribute to the problem. I rearrange our meal plans to work with what
we’ve got. What else would we do? We continue to support the local restaurants
with orders several times a week because, again, what else would we do? We stay home unless absolutely required.
I’m fortunate that no one in my household is ill and I pray
for all of those who have been exposed and those who have lost loved ones. My heart aches for them.
I could swear one of my kids had this nasty virus back in January based
on the symptoms and the duration. But
she made it through just fine and fortunately, the rest of us did not get
it. One in my household has a
compromised immune system so every day, I pray.
With such a long duration of the incubation period, I think we still
have another 7 days before we know if he was exposed. After going out and about yesterday, I
suppose we have another 14 days until we know if we were exposed. Is this how we have to live now? I can't hold these kinds of thoughts for long. I have to learn to just be in the moment, accept what is. Worry won't change this situation we all find ourselves in will it?
Copyright 2020 Jaie Hart (photos/words)
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