Summary: As we head into fall and winter, the damn, stupid covid seems to be increasing. This time, we have a chance now to prepare for it and make it easier on ourselves. To find a purpose to carry us through, rather than cursing circumstance.
Fall has always seemed like a season of promise to me. You start with the fun and excitement of Halloween, then Thanksgiving, then it’s Christmas.
Though we don’t get them in Florida, there’s very little better than a crisp, cool fall morning and the sound of leaves crackling under my feet. It makes me feel alive.
Until 2020, that is…
This year’s promise seems to be another round of the damn, stupid Covid.
Governors are already warning about holiday gatherings and Europe is starting to shut down again. We may have to follow suit to one degree or another.
To put it bluntly, that would suck. It wouldn’t be fair. It would be stupid. We’d be right to rebel against the suck, unfair, and stupidity. While science may be absolute, we’re emotional, gregarious people.
We’re also resourceful people. It we have to do this, we’re better off doing it now than 40 years ago. While we’re sick of Zoom calls, imagine doing this without Zoom. Imagine trying to do this when work was at work and getting on the phone with someone in California would cost you a ton in long-distance fees.
While vast chunks of the economy have been devastated, a lot of it can continue virtually. That has never been true in history until now.
We should stop a moment and realize that it could be a hell of a lot worse.
And then we should ask ourselves, if it does happen again–if this is a long, dark winter, what are we going to do about it?
The last time snuck up on us. We were making it up as we went. Now we have round 1 under our belts. And we know round 2 is coming. We can’t claim surprise this time.
It might be worthwhile to think now about what we’ll do then to save our sanity. Let’s assume we’re shut-ins again. What are we going to do so we get to the other side?
My changes started really small: I take a lot of notes and I’ve worked to make my cursive writing much more legible. It feels good to look at a page and not see chicken scratch.
Buoyed by that, I’ve started listening to leadership podcasts and reading books about ways to be better and more resilient. Right now, I’m reading a book about breathing correctly–most of us don’t. And to be honest, my diaphragm is kind of sore just now. But I slept until 6:30 for the first time I can remember this morning. It could be a coincident, but maybe not.
We are still free agents. No matter how bad this winter is (or isn’t), we have the ability to dictate our reaction to it. To find a purpose in getting through to make the burden just a little easier.
When this is over, we have the opportunity to look back on it and say “Boy, that sucked.”
Or we can look back and say “Yeah, it was awful, but look what I gained from it.”
It’ll be hard, maybe the most difficult thing, but if we can see this as a curse with an opportunity, it’s a lot better than seeing it as a curse.