My Daily Struggle in the COVID-19 Lockdown

Quiet day. Going to visit my best friend and her family tomorrow. Even though I would want nothing more than to hug each of them, I know what the law limits, and I don't want to get the children sick. Even if I have to wave at them from the parking lot, so be it. Otherwise, I will certainly wear my mask and gloves. I want to thank all of those who have sent me words of encouragement these last few days. Though I am less affected by the thoughless behavior I endure as I grow older, I am still a little sore by being wrongly accused by someone and not receiving any apology. You can always tell if a person is upright by their ability to admit when they are wrong and repent. Regardless, I count myself blessed that I have such devoted readers like you.  Alas, many of us have our ways of dealing with this pandemic and lockdown. While some commit themselves to prayer and devotion, others binge-watch television, and others keep private diaries. While I also pray and read Scripture, I am a...

Today was pretty productive. Someone asked to be removed from the email list because, since they are in the at-risk population, my posts make them uneasy. I understand; it's no problem. I removed them from my list--no harm, no foul. I don't want to make anyone more depressed or afraid than they are already. This is just me sharing my thoughts and experiences until this thing is over. For those who are hanging in there with me, thanks a million; I really appreciate it. I know this phrase is beyond cliche, but we are truly in this together. And we will survive--together.  Now, I am going to give each of you some inside information: I am also in the at-risk population. I have asthma, Tetralogy of Fallot (a heart condition), and I have a glandular condition called panhypopituitarism (let's hear you say it in one breath!).  I know the dangers out there are more compounded for me, but I am the soldier I never was. Not only do I need to provide for my household, but my clients ...