Masked

The occasional bug to self portrait. Think this sums up 2020 with a few short weeks to go.

I miss people’s smiles. I miss hugs. I miss conversation. I miss family. I miss leadership. I miss walking the mall. I miss my coworkers. I miss spitting on the grass. I miss downtown. I miss haircuts. I miss me. I miss many other things I can’t even express.

We will all be different when this is over. Not even sure what the world will look like. Our attention. Our attitude. Our love for our fellow human. It will be difficult to adjust back I think.

Some now are so fatigued that they have stopped looking out for themselves. They have taken the attitude that it is not about anyone or anything but themselves. And I see why. Worried about a job.

So what am I thankful for this Friday after a day of thanksgiving? I am healthy. My family is healthy. I have a job. And I do have love in my life.

But it’s difficult to not be angry. It’s difficult to reach out and share a kind word. It’s difficult.

So this is how I feel. I know there is good but it’s masked. So this is how I feel….