There is so much going on. I don’t know about you but I’m glued to the news. Like the rest of the world I’m trying to find out . . . something, anything that will help.
What we know is that we need to wash our hands AND not touch our faces.
Washing my hands is easy but not touching my face, that is hard! Who knew I spent so much time with my fingers on my face?
I went to a store and consciously held my hands in front of me as if they had paint on them. It was an interesting exercise. My nose began to itch, my hair fell onto my face, my chin suddenly started to prickle, my eyes got watery, and on and on. I had my weapons: tissues in one pocket and Purell in the other. As I scanned the store it felt as if everything was flashing danger signs. Ridiculous I know, but suddenly the world seems to be a dangerous place that I have very little control over.
There is something else that concerns me—something I do have power over. That is the effect this is having on our economy.
We are being told to remain home, not gather in groups, and stay six feet away from each other. That is fine if we can do it, but what happens to people who need to go to work? And what happens to all the small businesses that cannot survive if we stop going out—online shopping doesn’t help them.
Here is where we actually do have the ability to make a difference. We need to shop locally if we can. The small stores that make our communities home need us. And they need us now.
It makes me feel better to think that I do have the power and the ability to help.
And to give you something else to think about: today is Friday the 13th. Remember when that was a big deal?
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