morecoffee, it weighs heavy on my mind too.
My Mom turns 70 today. I was supposed to be heading there in a few weeks for a mega birthday party. All cancelled, of course. My Mom was quite sad and depressed this morning and I couldn't do anything about it except chat on the phone.
She's high risk as she's got mega COPD, and my Dad turns 70 in a few months, so not in a great bracket of male, overweight, and over 70. My worries stem from my parents, or my sister with mega autoimmune issues getting this and I'm not able to be there and say goodbye or attend the funeral.
My feelings on this are always -
First. I have extreme privilege. I'm white and cisgender. I'm still working from home with a good job. My husband currently is, after being on furlough. I don't have kids to homeschool. I enjoy introverted hobbies. I can afford my nice house, with good internet, and live in the beautiful Scottish countryside where Covid isn't really hanging around. I know I am privileged. I'm trying my best to help out other organisations, food banks and things as best I can. I can't do too much as I have autoimmune issues, but I can do a little bit here and there.
Second,, yes, of course, it's totally utter shite that so many are losing lives with totally heartbreaking funerals with few people (if held at all) and those who have it are living with complications and still dealing with problems because of it. And that people are still in pain from ops that should have happened. That people are having trouble with money and employment, losing businesses, tanking economy. That kids are missing out on learning opportunities and summer camp. That refugees, famine, hunger, etc are going to be worse after all of this. That the mental health of the world's population is suffering. And of course, I'm not being arrested and stamped on because of the colour of my skin or my sexual orientation. And yes, we can think of all this and be sad.
Third, but we are also human and we are allowed to be sad about missing stuff, whether it's not moving house, not seeing family, and missing holiday. Of course technology is amazing and we can be on screens chatting and talking and being 'part of it all' from 5,000 miles away. But it doesn't replace human connection. It just doesn't. (And it does impact our mental health) We can of course, buck it up, because it's not hard. So we wait. But we are allowed to be sad.