Are you noticing it too? I feel as though we’ve reached a point in the pandemic when people’s resilience is wearing down. Their intentions to make the best of things are harder to hang onto as the weeks drag on and the prospect of “normal” drifts ever further away.
I see this at the personal level. Three of my friends are in intense crisis, and my sister is, well, maybe not in crisis, but certainly struggling. One friend, a single mom, is on the brink of losing her business, and at the same time her son with autism is melting down without his normal structure. One friend’s husband is severely ill, perhaps dying, of cancer, and she can’t even accompany him to his painful daily chemotherapy treatments; she’s not allowed inside the hospital. One friend is teetering on the edge of leaving her marriage, torn up with guilt, uncertainty, sadness and fear. My sister lives alone and works mostly alone; she hasn’t touched another human being in two and a half months.
And at the societal level, it’s so much more apparent. While in most states the number of COVID cases are staying the same or increasing, people are having hate-filled battles over how much and how fast to reopen things. One of my favorite local restaurants has closed for good, swallowed up by the economic shut down.
Meanwhile, we have national
leadership people in power that equivocate and posture and fail to deliver the information and testing and tracing that are sorely needed. We have people in power more concerned about appearances than people’s lives.
All this amidst a system of racial injustice that can’t take a break during the pandemic; on the contrary, the coronavirus hits black and brown people harder. Murder by police. Murder by white vigilantes in a pickup.
I’m basically okay. I’m more fortunate than most. I still have some work, and my husband does, too. Our income is reduced but sufficient for now. We are healthy and safe. My sons are as well. My mood is stable. So I’m well situated to be a supportive friend to my friends, to my sister. I’m able to donate a little money to a few organizations. I’m grateful for any chance I have to be a little useful, to give something back after so many have helped me out at different times.
Yet my heart is heavy. The problems are big, and the solutions are well beyond my capacity.
May I do the best I can. May I help others do the best they can. May we endure to create something better than this.
CREDIT: Photo by Luis Galvez on Unsplash