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The virus has arrived in Canada!

The reptilian side of our brain is triggered and fear and panic is evident. This is fueled by the bombardment on television with constant statistical updates.  While I realise the severity of the situation, I have decided to limit my intake in an effort to curb my primitive instincts. All safety measures have been put in place within our house. We seldom venture out, mostly to replenish our food stocks. Instead of worrying myself silly, I have decided to do what I can and then to just enjoy each day for what it is. In the ‘do what I can’ category I have offered my grocery shopping skills to elderly neighbours. So far no one has taken me up on it but at least the offer is out there.

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Get up and go outside, don’t let the old man in

“Mom, do you really think you should take that flight?”

My trip across to Toronto had been booked weeks before the world became exposed to this threat. I armed myself with all the necessary protection and climbed aboard. What can I say? This decision did not go down well with certain people but the family and I had a wonderful week. It was certainly different as we were confined to the apartment for most of the time. But we were able to cement our bonds as the Morkel tribe yet again and for that I am most grateful.

Toast each sundown with wine

What is important here? It might sound trite but to live each day to the full is vital. A closeted lifestyle is not conducive to a healthy mental state. We are all going to have to work at keeping connected and finding things to occupy ourselves in a confined space. Some of us have forgotten what makes our heart sing. It is time to explore our options. So in the ‘enjoy each day’ category I am determined to make the most of this change of lifestyle.

Our internet connectivity allowed me to explore some activities this week. I had high tea with a friend the other day complete with the china tea cups. My granddaughter and I also had a virtual video catch up. We were able to while away an hour as we played hide and seek and read stories to each other.

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My body is weathered and worn

I bare my virus battle scars proudly. My fingers are cracked from too much hand sanitizer and my cleaning spree. My hair is slowly revealing my true hair colour. Eek!

Can we not allow hairdressers to be classified as essential services?

 

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