Mother’s Day During Covid 19

I hope all you Moms out there who come across this had an awesome day.  While I know Mother’s Day can be especially difficult for some, for those who lost their mother, or who have been unable to conceive,  both of which I have experienced, traditionally today is supposed to be a happy one.

It was a happy day for me.  I woke up to find a homemade banner hanging in the kitchen, and the paper crown around pale blue hydrangeas, my favorites.  We had breakfast together, Zoom church, and a nice walk in the park.  We played some Jenga  and I took a nap, imagine that.  But it was when we were preparing dinner, that I noticed our neighbors behind us had company.  I left the kitchen to shut the front door and noticed that across the street a few cars pulled up.  Someone got out with flowers, another with a covered dish.

I couldn’t help but stare.

This is first year we’ve been home during for Mother’s Day.  Normally we would take the hour drive north to see my grandma in her nursing home, then we would travel to my aunt’s house for dinner.

I was jealous.  I wanted to see my family too.  But we are social distancing.  And I was feeling a bit frustrated.  Then I wondered if my aunt was having dinner with her daughter, my cousin.  We were the only ones alone?

These are the kind of thoughts that can race through your mind during this pandemic.  I am sure I am not alone.  Everyone is trying to figure out what is the best thing for them to do, for themselves, and their families.

Some will shelter in place.  Some will go out whenever they want.  Some will live somewhere in between the extremes.  Just the other day I saw a Covid 19 scale, just like terror threat scale.  And I took a moment to consider whether I was a 2 or 3.

Maybe that is where we are today.  Figuring out what to do on an individual basis.  Deciding where we stand.  States are doing their own things.  Towns making their own decisions.

All the while, people are still dying from COVID 19 and children are coming down with horrible inflammation.

What will happen next?

Namaste