Apr 7

Apr 7 #mudanemumdays: week 9

This is hard. I’ve started writing this blog post over about 6 times now and one sentence in, delete, start over. I’m all out of words it seems. Or anything new that is.

The days are getting increasingly mundane. I feel like I’ve been walking around in survival mode, when maybe I should be starting to switch to adapting to this new way of life. Living out my days as if the end of all of this is around the corner is a little naive, and maybe I would be better off with coming to terms with it all. That this may be our lives for a very very long time. That is a grim sentiment, I know, but maybe facing the truth and being realistic will help my brain adjust to all that is happening and what our future may hold.

I recently read an article that painted a very grim but realistic picture of the world that is unfolding in front of us. It speaks mostly about the climate in the United States, but the overall message is very global. It was definitely a slap in the face. But maybe I needed it. Living in la la land can only do you so much good for so long. It’s a long read, but very informative, well written and easy to understand. It also brings to light a few optimistic outlooks on life "after" coronavirus.

Here it is if you’d like to read it:

https://www.theatlantic.com/health/archive/2020/03/how-will-coronavirus-end/608719/

Yesterday was a random mishmash of moments. We ending up going to “the pad” in the afternoon where all of the wood and chips are stored from the tree work Mitch does (as I got into the car I realized that I hadn’t actually drove in our car in 2 or 3 weeks, and haven’t left the vicinity of our property in that long. No wonder I am going a little insane). The wood chips get broken down into this amazingly rich compost/soil. I had found some leftover seed from last year (not a lot, onions, cucumbers and herbs), and needed soil. Going to the store for just soil is not really “essential” right now, so Mitch suggested getting some from the pad. It’s way better than potting soil anyway, and I love the fact that a once standing tree at the end of its life, is now growing new life after being composted for years. It’s quite and amazing thing when you think about it. Planting the seeds gave me a little purpose yesterday afternoon and definitely boosted my mood having something productive to do.

And incase you need to hear it again, it’s ok not to be ok right now (or anytime for that matter). However you are dealing or coping with the world right now is enough. You are enough.

Candace made a delightful little stop motion/gif this week so be sure to scroll down and check that out.