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Hello September – A Journal Entry 2020

I cannot believe that August has come and gone, yesterday!

It really went that fast for me; but happily, August was very good to me. (I have a smile on my face by the way)

There were many happy highlights to mention so let’s get going with that.

Toronto finally opened its doors to everyone who wanted to be amongst the living and that would be me!

I dined, went to a movie, went out shopping, tried on clothes, ate ice-cream and sat in parks, jumped on the subway, stayed at a hotel, went antiquing, stayed at a cottage, went kayaking; and had a marvelous time!

Yes, yes I did.

I finally felt free to do so and finally had a bit of my life back. Of course, proceeded with caution; I’m not totally crazy!

Seriously, going back to normal was what I needed to feel better. Being cooped up inside hiding and socially distancing for so long and hibernating in the house for so long took such a toll mentally, I was just going insane in my head. I needed to go back to what it was before COVID hit. I needed this. I’m sure I’m not alone.

I still wear my mask, I still use hand sanitizers every second I lay my eyes on them and whenever I see a crowd of people, I can’t help but get anxiety and I instinctively and gradually move away from them.

So it has come to this, that even though I want to be around people and see people, I just don’t want to be too close to them.

This will be the norm, isn’t it? This makes me sad. Gone are the days when friends show love and affection through human touch, with a hug and a kiss. Nowadays, you’re very leery of that and only your close circle can be allowed to do that without fear of catching anything.

September is month 7.

Month 7, looks and sounds crazy. Unbelievable still, where we are in this world of  COVID.

What will September bring?

Nothing but goodies, please and thank you…

 

 

 

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Hello August! – Journal Entry – August 2020

Well, folks, here we are into 6 months of this pandemic and we have made it into Stage 3! Halleluia!

Stage 3 when indoor dining can finally happen, when the gyms are open (with masks on) and how comfortable is that I’m asking myself, the theatres are open, children can happily be free to play on the playgrounds and book lovers can enter their favourite libraries, just to name a few.

Stage 3 finally came and things really are starting to look back to normal. I went to the mall yesterday and was in awe when I saw the food court populated with people eating their meal at the table. It felt odd but quickly realized this is what it is supposed to look like and my brain got so used to it being the other way around, empty. How quickly does our brain become used to assimilate into what we are supposed to do because of rules and the new norm that we forget what used to be normal, do you follow me?

It seemed to me that summer is flying by. It felt like all I/we did was listen to the news and see where we are at with this virus and how our country is doing and how much have we progressed and will we progress and where will we progress to?

Now I feel I can breathe a little better because it seems everything is back to normal, slowly but surely; or is it?

Time will only tell our fate and will once again wait and hear our fate in the news.

In the meanwhile, let us all enjoy this month of August and the wonderful news of Stage 3; a sense of freedom.

Freedom to enjoy more company. A choice to dine indoors or out. A chance for our children to play where they want again, more room to spread our wings and enjoy the month of August before September begins to roll in.

Let’s do this though with caution still, but with a dash of happiness and a sprinkle of what we used to be, of our old selves; doing what we love. Or maybe not? But at least now we have a choice, right?

Stay safe my peoples, lets keep our masks on, let’s keep washing our hands, let’s keep social distancing, so we can move happily forward and not backward.

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Under the Moonlight – Poetry – July 23rd 2020

Under The Moonlight

They stood hand in hand

I could hear their gentle laughter

I could hear their whispers

They walked slowly with determination

They were carefree with hesitation

They sat on the same park bench, once a week, excited to see each other

Like children on a playdate

Their cars parked side by side

Thinking they were being discreet

He looking with love and devotion, always serious

She with the eyes of a girl who found the meaning of true love

The stranger watched from his balcony, the house with the view of the lake

Smoking his pipe, a routine his wife of 40 years who did not approve

But let it be because it made him happy

Marriage is a hard work

But it can work

He should know he’s been there done that

These two out there

He knows what this is

For many years he’s witnessed these two

These two are what you call forbidden love

The love that cannot be

But only cherish, but kept in a box, hidden on a shelf, in a closet

But only shared between the two of them

In secret

Stolen kisses

Empty promises

Hopeful words

Captured moments

An escape

For if it was really true love

Would they still be here

On borrowed time

Under the moonlight…

 

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