I listen to TV while I am working. This past week I kept feeling like I had been in some kind of strange pandemic time warp. I went to work by myself at home and suddenly the days, weeks, months, and years have swirled together, and it is almost two years later.
I don’t mind being at home, but I also miss the interaction with other people. I feel like I have been in a self-enforced isolation for a really long time. Today, I heard a movie about someone who was in solitary confinement in prison for over forty years. The message I got was that even if a person is in prison, life is still a gift that shouldn’t be wasted or taken for granted.
I try everyday to remember that my life is this amazing gift from God. No matter where I am or what I am doing, I am alive and that’s one heck of a miracle. I am just getting over having a migraine headache and I am still having some pain. Sure, it would be better to have no pain at all, but even a day with a migraine is a day to be thankful for. All the days are gifts because I am alive.
My faith saved me. May God’s peace reside in all of our hearts.
