This is a photo of my husband and me at our friends' cow farm in Normandy on February 7, 2020, which seems like a million years ago. It was right before the coronavirus pandemic really hit. We had no idea how it would ravage the world as we know it. Billions of people ordered to stay at home, the economy at a standstill, billions schools and universities closed ... and people dying.
Nearly 200 U.S. cities reported a DIRE need for masks, test kits, ventilators, and other emergency equipment vital to fighting the virus.
Last night, we had a Zoom commune with the best of friends. Every couple had to pick a song that was special to them. (Mine was "The Way You Look Tonight,". I danced to this song with my son at his wedding. I LIVED for this mother/groom dance after my stroke. It was very emotional for both me and my son, and all of the guests watching us. Not a dry eye in the room. Being able to dance with David for this incredibly special moment was one of the most precious of my entire life. Bar. None.)
Reach out to your friends with a Zoom invite. (Click here for instructions on how to download the app.) While the country is being ravaged by this coronavirus pandemic, and we are forced to stay inside, Zoom is an uplifting way in which to connect with friends. Keep the good vibes going!
In a letter from F. Scott Fitzgerald, quarantined in 1920 in the south of France during the Spanish influenza outbreak, he writes:
" . . . The streets are that empty. It seems as though the bulk of the city has retreated to their quarters, rightfully so. At this time, it seems very poignant to avoid all public spaces. Even the bars, as I told Hemingway, but to that he punched me in the stomach, to which I asked if he had washed his hands. He hadn’t. He is much the denier, that one. Why, he considers the virus to be just influenza. I’m curious of his sources.
"And yet, amongst the cracked cloudline of an evening’s cast, I focus on a single strain of light, calling me forth to believe in a better morrow."
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I just got a news flash that Italy's coronavirus death toll reached 3,405, becoming the highest in the world, and surpassing China's reported title.
Scary times, indeed.
But there is a Facebook group of moms here in Tarrytown and Sleepy Hollow, New York (yes, a mere 16 miles from the country's epicenter in New Rochelle) doing small gestures to reach out to others. Someone in the group posted, "Tell me something good. Share something positive that you've seen/heard/done."
I read this at the end of the day and was instantly inspired when I read some of the responses. These ladies are resolute and resilient!
"I'm a florist who recently moved here from Brooklyn. Tomorrow, Friday, and Saturday, I'll be offering $10 floral bouquets for delivery. Bring a little cheer into your home. I had a wedding cancel, but it was too late to cancel the flowers. I'll post specific info about it to the group tomorrow."
"Welcome to the area, and thank you for bringing your brand of wonderfulness to us," was one of the responses.
Another post underlines the importance of staying connected: "A group of 60-somethings called the 80-somethings from our synagogue to let them know we're here if they need to talk, if they need a ride or groceries. EVERYONE -- all 110 of them -- felt better for the conversations."
Don't underestimate the power in reaching out to your neighbors. Show the rest of the country, and the world, how Ameri-CAN and Ameri-CARES.
Look at this prediction about coronavirus from "End of Days: Predictions and Prophesies About the End of the World," by Sylvia Browne (1936-2013). She was a #1 New York Times bestselling author and psychic. She nailed it in her book that was published in September 2008.