For nearly a year and a half we have lived with an invisible virus, which due to actions and reactions to combat it, is slowly bringing our way of life to a halt.
I thought I was doing okay, handling it and staying cheerful but this last lockdown has made me weary.
I am Weary
of not being able to plan
of being fearful
of worrying about everything
of acting cheerful.
I am Weary
of trying to be positive
of hearing complaints of being stuck at home
of not feeling connected.
I am Weary
of not seeing smiles hidden behind masks
of living in a world where people are scared to share.
I am Weary
of the small business owner’s daily struggle’s
of people complaining
of people being angry.
I am Weary
of living in a society where people are too busy to help
that our freedom has been lost
that the laughter is going
that our sense or purpose is being eroded.
I am Weary
that we are losing our sense of wellbeing of self, family, and community.
that our elderly are scared to leave home
of the isolation.
I am Weary
of crying in the shower
of being scared of the future
of losing my spirit
I am Weary.
But
I will remember
that I can and I will live in the moment
that this too shall pass
that nothing lasts forever.
I will remember
to have faith that the best is yet to come
to enjoy the little things
to collect the moments.
I will remember
that to draw strength in the belief that my guardian spirits will always be with me
that stars can’t shine without darkness.
I will never stop trying and I hope that in my heart, that I am braver than I believe, stronger than I feel.
And then I will know that hope will return
And I won’t be weary anymore.