In one reality, I would be returning from our trip to Iceland this evening. A trip celebrating my husband’s 40th year on planet earth.
In another, after a shitty situation and the loss of several daycare providers for my daughter forced us to cancel our trip (which crazily enough, would have been canceled anyway with what’s happened), I would be returning from the salon this evening with a fresh new haircut instead, and maybe a new color too!—my first hair appointment in almost a year because I’ve been too damn skittish about spending the money until recently. (I am this close to giving myself my own haircut soon, you guys.)
And in today’s reality, my salon had to shut down of course. So I donated blood this morning, returned home to work and learned soon after that my husband was laid off from his job today.
And now he can take care of our daughter.
Like many others, I am grieving for what’s been lost and thanking the universe for what we still have, because it’s a lot. Always careful not to forget.
Here’s a picture of a flower, because it’s Spring now and photographing flowers is still one of my favorite, more soothing and meditative things to do. I cannot wait for new blooms. 🌹🌷🌼 It’s stupid how giddy I am.
P.S. I had forgotten how taxing it is on your body to give blood. Like. Good lord. I can hardly walk three steps without feeling absolutely exhausted. I feel awful. Or is this easier when you’re younger? Anyone?
