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“PLAN FOR THE WORST,
BUT HOPE FOR THE BEST!”
Sure, it might be hard to believe or even imagine that there is a light at the end of this crazy Covid tunnel. But even if we can’t yet see it, we have to believe that it is truly there, amazingly bright and welcoming.
We have spent these months deeply involved in “planning for the worst”, and here in our community we have all done some very good work taking good care of ourselves, our families, and our neighbors. We planned for the worst. It arrived. And we have managed to keep our heads above water, as we have, virtually and in person, held one another up.
So now, let’s begin to enjoy imagining and preparing for the “best” that is now on the horizon.
I am providing here a community blog space for us to begin imagining together. You are all invited to participate and write your dreams, ideas and creative thoughts on how the Kol Ami community can jump into, and get the most out of the good times that are certain to come.
What might we plan for that new horizon?
- Find ways to make up for missed celebrations?
- Create joyous, unmasked opportunities to gather?
- Help those of us who suffered losses during these months but didn’t yet feel the embrace and comfort of community? Or we didn’t have the opportunity to fully celebrate those lives we miss?
- When are epidemiologists tell us is safe, should we have a huge hug fest?
- Introduce our little ones to opportunities they have not yet experienced?
Be creative, open your imaginations and your hearts! What are your ideas on how we should someday celebrate the Grand Reopening of our lives?
you are too young to have grey hair she said to my 40 something self
triggering nascent insecurity
periodically I have toyed with letting my natural color emerge
always tempered by wanting to present as young as I feel
now Covid has offered the opportunity to see what is
safe in my mostly sequestered cocoon
the box of wash-in youth not far from reach
when Cuomo sets my colorist loose I will have to decide to decide
for now I watch the change unfold
Judi Arner Brown
May 15 2020
I began to write about
what hasn’t been
but words didn’t come
I am enriched by this child
he is with me
I hear his giggles without hearing
I feel his skin without touching
my love reaches him
because he is my grandson
we will find our own way
we are one
soul to soul
a direct unbreakable line
spirit to spirit
core to core
never will I leave him
that is not possible
and ever will be
Judi Arner Brown
May 15, 2020
Once upon a time in the springtime of the year 2020, the earth had a visitor. It was an unwelcome visitor, a virus called Covid-19. It’s called a coronavirus because “corona” means “crown” in Latin. And the virus looks like it’s wearing a spiky crown. This virus made people very sick and it spread very quickly. People were told to stay home. Not everyone could stay home because we needed essential workers to go to work every day and night. Nurses, doctors, fireman, fire women, truck drivers and grocery clerks are essential workers. If we had to go out, we had to wear masks and gloves. The virus could spread by droplets, like rain from the clouds.