Everything feels heavy here as my friends are frantically vaccinating their 5 and up kids. I have the privilege of being a stay at home farmer and mom, so I can do whatever the heck I want. My husband opted for the vaccination but is understanding of me not wanting it, and Is very firmly against our kids getting it. Currently here in VA,…
Everything feels heavy here as my friends are frantically vaccinating their 5 and up kids. I have the privilege of being a stay at home farmer and mom, so I can do whatever the heck I want. My husband opted for the vaccination but is understanding of me not wanting it, and Is very firmly against our kids getting it. Currently here in VA, I can stroll into anywhere other than medical establishments (chiro, etc) without a mask. But my friends are terrified, vaccinated, masked, and still won’t allow people inside their homes… I feel cut off from the rest of the world, and part of me is ok with that, but it’s also hard. I have no judgement for people who chose the V but I wish we could just be a community and can things together in my kitchen, or sit around the wood stove and chat like we used to be able to.
That's probably the hardest of all, the loss of that communion with others. The fear is startling to me. I've long written about death and have faced it to personally in our lives with the death of our daughter. I think what's happening now is such evidence of our preoccupation with avoiding death at all costs. Literally, ALL COSTS.
We will shortchange our lives and our relationships to live another day. Why? Dear Angi, in VA, if you were my neighbour, we would be sharing a bowl of soup in front of the fire right now. Communion of spirit. I hope you still know some of those people. I really think now is the time for us to put ourselves out there. The lie of "independence" sees us here. We are all interconnected and have to relearn what that means and how to foster it.
Everything feels heavy here as my friends are frantically vaccinating their 5 and up kids. I have the privilege of being a stay at home farmer and mom, so I can do whatever the heck I want. My husband opted for the vaccination but is understanding of me not wanting it, and Is very firmly against our kids getting it. Currently here in VA, I can stroll into anywhere other than medical establishments (chiro, etc) without a mask. But my friends are terrified, vaccinated, masked, and still won’t allow people inside their homes… I feel cut off from the rest of the world, and part of me is ok with that, but it’s also hard. I have no judgement for people who chose the V but I wish we could just be a community and can things together in my kitchen, or sit around the wood stove and chat like we used to be able to.
That's probably the hardest of all, the loss of that communion with others. The fear is startling to me. I've long written about death and have faced it to personally in our lives with the death of our daughter. I think what's happening now is such evidence of our preoccupation with avoiding death at all costs. Literally, ALL COSTS.
We will shortchange our lives and our relationships to live another day. Why? Dear Angi, in VA, if you were my neighbour, we would be sharing a bowl of soup in front of the fire right now. Communion of spirit. I hope you still know some of those people. I really think now is the time for us to put ourselves out there. The lie of "independence" sees us here. We are all interconnected and have to relearn what that means and how to foster it.
big hugs to you xo