Maybe

Sunday and the forty-ninth Covid blog.

So here we are, yet another bank holiday under restrictions, unless you are of the brave variety in the weather department.

However, the first signs are beginning to emerge and our butterfly wings are beginning to twitch in this, the ‘Merry Merry Month of May!’

I have booked my first local event in a theatre this month. A poet I follow is performing her one woman verse play “Essex Girls” a cause dear to my heart and I cannot wait. I do know it will be emotional to watch a live performance again.

I have also been booked to spout my own brand of poetry for a local festival, albeit not until September but nevertheless, I’m in and the world, my world, suddenly feels as if it is beginning to wake.

This has been the strangest time, with emotions running high and the lack of human contact has been debilitating for us all.

I also had my haircut this week another sign of normality returning. I immediately sent a photo to my girls to show I finally felt I looked human again.

These small ordinary changes make such a vast difference to our well-being and despite the fact I have not yet put my winter jumpers away, I felt a little sunnier.

I also have a meal booked with one of my closest friends for the middle of May when dinning indoors begins again, another sign of life returning.

The usual Blighty bank holiday weather is upon us limiting our options as always but the next one brings with it a further chance of change.

It sometimes feels as if our lives will never be normal again but throughout history, when those before us faced a far worse adversity they no doubt felt the same and so it will be for us all.

The end is ever near, while caution must still be maintained. The current crisis in India is testament to this and we pray that they may soon, see their light begin to shine through.

This blog has always been about connections and with connections limited, I felt I had little to write about this week. Perhaps though, it is the mundane that helps us connect? In this we may well feel vindicated for our similar thoughts and feelings.

Knowing that others feel the same frustrations and emotions during this heartbreaking and bizarre time in our lives, connects us all.

As ever, stay safe but begin to stretch those wings, even if only a little. 🦋

Joy xxx