Now, I don’t usually swear (D..mom..dad..siblings..unroll your eyeballs and finish the sentence. Lol!!) in my social media posts..but I gotta tell you how I feel.
COVID’s a bitch, y’all.
A freaking thief.
When the pandemic started back in March, I legit did not think that I would be laying here on my air mattress, in my living room, avoiding my husband as to not get him sick, the week before THANKSGIVING. Now, before anyone chastises Devin about why I’m the one sleeping on the air mattress, let’s just straighten this out right now. I sleep on the air mattress, in the living room because Devin’s desk is in our room. He’s literally been living in our bedroom for the last week (working from home since March) while I had COVID, so we could reduce his chances of getting it. Even though I had COVID, doesn’t mean my mom responsibilities stopped. I still had to take care of Tanner, make food, clean and sanitize the house, and it was just easier for D to lock himself in our bedroom so we could have the rest of the house and keep Tanners daily life somewhat normal. It did take some convincing and arguing, but Dev finally agreed to let me sleep out here.
I cannot believe how big of a thief COVID is. It’s robbing us of our lives and I didn’t even know it until it robbed me.
It’s robbed us of our sense of normalcy.
It’s robbed us of our church meetings.
It’s robbed us of our education.
It’s robbed us of jobs.
It’s robbed our loved ones of their LIVES.
It’s robbed us of our family time.
I didn’t realize everything that COVID took away from us until it came to my house. I couldn’t go grocery shopping. I can’t take my sweet boy to see his grandparents. I won’t be able to see my grandma K after she goes into her nursing home on Monday until they allow visitors..and who the hell knows when that will be! We can’t have play dates, or maverick dates or any kind of “date”.
I used to think that I wouldn’t catch COVID because I’m relatively healthy. I wash my hands. I take my vitamins. I admit that I’d run a quick errand and forget my mask. When I got COVID, I realized that I was wearing my mask and the person I got it from was not.
The mask isn’t to protect me from you. It’s to protect you from me. Like a bra! I don’t wear a bra for me. (Believe me...I hate them) I wear it for you! Tanner and I have always napped together. Since having COVID, if he’s sleeping with me, I wear my mask while I sleep. Yes, it’s claustrophobic, but I do it for him. I now understand why it’s important to wear the mask. I’m already responsible for my immuno-compromised sister getting COVID. If she died because her immune system couldn’t fight off this thief, and it was all because I didn’t wear a mask, I would never forgive myself.
I don’t believe that the government is trying to control us by “making” us wear a mask. They “make” us wear seatbelts. Giving us a rule to follow so we don’t get hurt. Where’s the outcry for that?? The problem with us Americans right now is that we’re too damn stubborn. When someone tells us what to do, we have to argue. For all that is good in this world..wear the damn mask.
