Two years ago, today, or so said, my social platform with which we have a love/hate relationship posted a memory from two years ago. I’m often reminded of what I posted on a particular day in history. Looking backward, I see what once was. If I post anything today, will it be a favored memory somewhere in the future?
Maybe that’s the key to This Day In History. How I deal with today will reflect on my life and choices in the future.
Look back to 2020—the year of perfect vision. Life was already showing us the cruel and unquestionable side of sorrow. Then, a virus showed up. Researched, named, and bam! It’s on the horizon and soon to be in our homes. [Info] Shut it down. Shut it all down! Stay home—social distance. Wear a mask. Order online. Work from home. Watch out!
Suddenly, we realize there’s nothing new we can do until Big Pharma brings a vaccination on the scene, and even then, who do we trust? Are they our saviors? Or is it Politicians, Scientists, and Doctors? Or the guy next door. Regardless, we are all negatively impacted. Herd Immunity? Some day. Maybe.
My bride and I were vacationing in Texas. Retirement is on the horizon. We are saying so long to some family members who had passed the previous months due to cancer and an auto accident. I hesitate to call it an accident. It did not happen as an accident. It was uncaring and thoughtless. I still agonize over this. There’s been no justice. The pandemic slowed down the justice system. I do not require justice, it would be nice to have some closure. There’s something about the Texan in me poking it’s head above the clouds and daring anyone to tell me it’s not going to happen.
What would you do? From our temporary stay in Texas, we cut the trip short and rushed back home. We knew the borders of states may close, just as some towns closed and our overnight stop had to be pushed off another couple of hundred miles to the next town. Shelves were already being stripped of essentials. We made it home just in time to be isolated from everyone and everything. I’ve not seen my granddaughter in over two years. There’s nothing I can do but wait. I’m not really good at that.
As my dad would say at the end of his testimony, “Y’all pray for me.”
“And that’s the way it is. March 15, 2020.” (Remember Walter Cronkite? Use his voice.)