I hate covid. I hate getting covid. I hate risking covid. I hate feeling abandoned, conversationally and procedurally, as someone who gets really sick from covid.
None of this changes that I LIVE WITH PEOPLE, IN PLACES, IN THE WORLD.
It sharpens a heartbreak and highlights some questions. It encourages me to choose wisely and to make the most of the time that I have and lean in on relationships that matter to me.
This includes honing my ability to hold tension and understand systemic failure (and institutional success!!! it does exist sometimes!!!) while maintaining individual connection.
Go to the woods. Sit by the sea. Get a spiritual director or a somatic healer (lots work online; I am happy to help point you in a direction). Write. Meditate. Pray.
Do what helps your soul. It matters. You matter.
And then thank the people who are boldly trying. Those ripples matter.