Feels Like Freedom

 On Saturday I got my second dose of the COVID vaccine.  A year ago I remember reading more and more terrifying stories about this virus.  I felt like it was coming for me.  I was scared. I learned to make masks and then to double up on masks.  I learned to shop for groceries once a week in the early morning and that was it, if I forgot something, it would have to wait until the next week.  I learned to keep in my bubble and trust my bubble.

But, it wasn't all bad.  I learned to wait and to live without things I thought I wanted. I started walking the neighborhood and I met more neighbors.  I longed for the day when I could once again go to church. I reconnected with some old friends. I learned to Zoom.  I was daycare for my grandchildren and was the only grandparent who got to know my granddaughter before she was over a year old. I discovered weighted blankets and humidifiers.

But, slowly, as the world comes back to whatever the new normal will be, I hope to rejoin life.  I hope to get more active with my church.  I hope to finally clean and organize my house (LOL).  I plan to be more intentional, more meditative, more deliberate with life going forward. I have some dreams, camping, traveling, getting a dog, changes for my house and I will have to consider which of those are possible and desirable now that I have options. A year ago I had very serious concerns whether I would be alive in a year, But, here I am, alive and kicking. And I have had a shot that feels like freedom.