An essential worker. My beautiful son Brandon. Please include him in your prayers. Olympia, Washington, U.S.A, 2020
March 28, 2020
I woke up this morning wanting to make a long list. Facts and findings about the world health pandemic. But even lists seem inappropriate in these times. Day twenty of not leaving home. Winded and short of breath. Propped up in bed for the long haul. Turmeric water. Ginger tea. Tea tree oil. Hot shower. The sound of my dog Violet scampering. Thankful for the little things. Random text messages. A friend sends a photo of Brandon. I rush to share it here. Is that okay? I wonder.
Pandora set to the Bread station. California dreaming on such a winter’s day. Waves of grief. Rushing water: the deep suffering. Drowning, riptide, complex-whimpers. Business owners, healthcare workers, homeless, over populated cities and suburbs, the division between the haves and have…
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