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How is it that it's almost 7 at night, I feel like I've been on my computer all day writing, and I still haven't hunkered down to slice? My usual pattern is to slice first thing in the morning, and these days all patterns seem to have dissolved.
I keep hearing so many comments about the surreal feeling that's out there. Yes, there's that. But, it's not only surreal. It's real, too. There's the school element, for sure, and people are working and thinking harder than many ever have before. And there's also the financial piece. My oldest daughter called last night on her way to get laid off and on her way from being laid off. Not a conversation or an experience I'd wish on anyone. My sister-in-law who is also my best friend has temporarily closed her yoga studio. Tomorrow I will teach her how to use Zoom to stream a class. I want her business to survive. My brother's brand new office for weight loss is going to struggle, although I'm feeling like I may gain at least ten pounds from the extra alcohol I am consuming and the cookies my youngest daughter keeps making.
"You've got this," I heard myself say over and over to my daughter when she was crying on the other end of the phone, over 2,000 miles away. "You'll get through, and you'll be okay."
As the Friday night sky darkens in front of me, I'm thinking about how so many of us are reinventing ourselves, and seeing how quickly we can pivot in a world that is changing faster and faster and faster. I'm drinking my beer. I don't usually drink beer before dinner by myself. (It's usually wine.) I'm slicing. I don't usually slice this late in the day. (I've said that already.) Like so many, I'm adjusting, reinventing, and pivoting. And I'll be okay. And so will the people I love. I just need to keep remembering that.