Our lives were like a perfect dream

 

Reading in the studio

Ball point pen on paper

5.5 x 8.5 inches

Barbara Muir © 2019

The 2018th thing I learned -- normal life was ideal

Think about our lives a year ago.  We took it all for granted.  I don't
mean that we hadn't worked hard to have whatever we had, or that
there had been no hardship, or sorrow.  I mean that our daily lives
from this perspective now -- were perfect.

Steven and I sat with our tree tonight just reminiscing.  And I said
that I thought our former lives were so romantic.  We could
walk out of our front door,  never thinking about masks, social
distancing, hand sanitizer, avoiding people.  

We could hug our friends, shake hands, enjoy triple face kisses with
people in Paris, or Florence.  Exuberance, shouting together, singing
with friends at the top of our voices was so much fun, and totally
safe.  Wow! We were all so lucky, so blessed.  

Snuggling with our youngest relatives who are in school, reading
wonderful books together on a Friday night, hugging my children who
work with the public, that was the life.  And it will come back if
we do everything we've been advised to do.  I cannot wait.
So wear that mask please, stand back, wave from across the street, let's
see each other via Zoom.  Get the vaccine when it's available.  Let's get that
sweet life we had back.  I miss you all.