I have been working from home now for five weeks. The first two weeks were relatively the same, I was able to go to the gym and mostly maintain my daily routine. Three weeks ago everyone came home. Now it is not just me working from home but also my husband alongside three kids here with not much to do. As much as I dislike using the latest buzz words, there's a new normal around here.
I don't look at the calendar. Well, I do but when I do it overwhelms me. Yet, I am doing fine and like everyone else, taking one day a time. I"m running outside and finally been doing a daily yoga practice. We work. We (live to) eat. We read and watch a little TV although we've banned the news. We've been gardening (a lot). We've been living a simple life and I like it (a lot) too.
The balance is hard though, I am getting my respite at a cost. Other's are suffering. I tell myself I am a superhero by staying-in. I pray for those on the front lines, those without an ample supply of food on their shelves, those who are alone, and those who lost loves ones.
There are many way I want to emerge out of this differently. It is Easter Sunday. Notably a day of rebirth. I do want to find new of ways of being, not just in the days ahead but for the years to come. I have so (too) many thoughts. This time has allowed for space to be contemplative. I'm grateful.
The day is new. It's also beautiful. I am blessed.
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