2020 feels like the sibling we love to hate.
It started with so much promise, prophets declared it the year of perfect vision 20/20. I remember hearing this phrase over and over again, on social media, in sermons in team meetings and in conversations with friends.
Many businesses had enormous plans for the end of this last decade. Artists planned tours with live performances, the stock markets were doing well…Everything was all set for this calendar year.
Mine started with me looking forward to graduation, getting into the job market and being independent again. You see, I had chosen to go back to school, in my 30’s. My vision had changed and so my career had to as well.
I was elated for this nee adventure and new year to start.
March rolls around and we start to hear rumors that there could be a covid19 case in the country… Just a rumor at this point. This desease had been in other countries and ours had been spared so far.
Friday March 13th I wake up and go to my graduation ceremony, everything is ready, ironed, in pristine condition, after all I had been preparing for this day for 2years, I knew it would be perfect. The day goes by without a hitch, everything was going perfectly.
I plop my head on my pillow that evening not only physically tired but mentally as well. It had been a long road and I was happy to be done. I did have one thing on my mind though, I had met and been connected to a headhunter at my graduation and we planned to meet for my interview at the beginning of the new week. The excitement of it all had me reeling in excitement even though my body told another story. I slept soundly that night.
Saturday morning I was still so tired that I stayed in bed almost all morning. My only connection to the outside world was my cellphone and I barely even touched it because I was still in a state of bliss.
Some family members had slept over and so thr house was still buzzing with activity when i finally got oit of bed and they still had celebration on their minds so we had a large lunch together before everyone went on their way.
Sunday morning I get up and prepare for church, everything was great and I had lots to be grateful for. The service was great as usual and everyone was in high spirit. That afternoon I got home and finally got the chance to watch the news and my heart dropped.
Patient 1 had been confirmed and quarantined on Friday… Yes it happened while I was at my graduation but I had not checked my phone in what felt like weeks. The country was officially on quarantine and what terrible timing. I felt like I was at the peak of my happiness then someone dropped a ton of bricks on my head.
The next few days seemed to be a blur because my mind went into panic mode.
The city went from buzzing with activity to people being afraid of leaving their homes and all this happened overnight. We all had to decide where we wanted to be quarantined because we didn’t know when the doors would be open again.
People were panic shopping, trying to buy masks, gloves, any safety equipment they could find, stocking up on food. Never have I seen an entire country and world by extension…so unprepared.
Would this be the new normal?
Stay tuned for the next quarantine chronicles…
#staysafe #wearamask #washyourhands #socialdistancing