Yesterday's Tomorrow

Time is a gift

It’s OK to do what you love.

Or do nothing for a bit.

Rest from the stress.

Then try again.

t’s been a bit rough here, tumbling in the tsunami of news.

How are you doing?

All my teaching is gone. I feel adrift. But the birds sing in the morning. So rich. And so loud - because the city’s traffic has disappeared. Slowly new ideas emerge. A new schedule seems possible. Old truths emerge, new again:

• Call your friends.

• Keep a journal. “Write down what’s really happening,” says my historian daughter. “Those diaries are how historians will piece together what it was like to be alive now.”

• Help. Sew masks. Donate blood. Bring supplies to your local shelter. Buy takeout. Order anything from anyone who’s self-employed.

• Laugh. Share happiness.

• Cook . Leave some with the neighbors.

• Make stuff. You are creative. Get out the supplies.

• Get a good night’s sleep.

What’s helped you the most? What’s hardest? What do you hope for? Leave a comment and I’ll put your name in the hat for a cheerful give-away. We’re in this together.

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