The Darkest Of Times

I have hesitated in writing this blog. Not quite agonised but perhaps procrastinated? It’s so hard to know what to say to people around me, people who I know well, let alone to people who have chosen to spend a small portion of their life reading my words on the internet.

The last few weeks and months have felt like a whirlwind. Life has gone from carefree and hopeful to something else entirely, and along the way we’ve become scared and anxious, unsure what next month, next week or even tomorrow will bring. Where I live in Victoria, regulations have gotten continually more strict and now we are living in a state of effective self-isolation. Our government has pleaded with those who can to stay at home, and to distance ourselves from others as much as possible to stop the spread of this thing, this virus that has torn through so many communities, and taken so many lives around the world.

Coronavirus. COVID-19.

This blog has always been an outlet for me. A little place for me to just say what I’m thinking and share what I’m doing and reflect on the life that I’m living. At times that life has felt incredibly big and exciting, like when we were travelling around South East Asia in 2013. At times it has felt small but so wonderful, like when we welcomed our son in February of last year. Now it feels both big and small, forcibly local while also connectedly global. All around the world people are in exactly the same place as us, trying to figure out this new way of living and feeling so sad at letting go of what was and what might have been. Saying goodbye to friends and hanging out together. Saying goodbye to little day trips and hiking adventures. Saying goodbye to picnics in the park and playing on playgrounds. Saying goodbye to trips to England and other planned travel to see family. And of course saying goodbye to loved ones, hopefully not forever.

In the end, I decided that I needed not just to write this blog, but to continue to blog throughout. I look back on lots of times in my life, times that I’ve written about here and would probably have otherwise forgotten, and I’m grateful for those words. I’m grateful to be able to look back and to remember what life was like then, and what I was like. I’m grateful not to forget the challenges of the past, and my hopes for the future.

So, in the midst of this global pandemic, an event that I hope I shall never experience again and that my son and any future children will never experience in their lifetimes, I’m going to keep writing. Of course I’ll be saying goodbye to some aspects of this blog, like hiking and travel, but I’ll be exploring others, like toddler learning activities, home decoration, craft and other creative ways to keep busy.

To everyone out there, all I want to really share is a few words from the wisest headmaster that Hogwarts ever saw:

“Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.”Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore

Let’s all try and be people who turn on the light for others, who focus on the good, and who support those around us. Even now when we are apart, we are all in this together.

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