Some things you never get used to, even after weeks of practice. Case in point: Sheltering-in-place, staying put to stay safe and keeping at least six feet away from others when when venturing out–gloved and masked, of course.
(What I wouldn’t do for a hair appointment…)
And so, about this collective COVID-induced isolation, Flowers writes:
Schools have closed. Restaurants have closed. Stores have closed. Public spaces are being emptied of human cargo. ‘Social distancing,’ some thing my Italian grandparents would have considered an insult (Italians do not do personal space) is now a mandate, an obligation that every good citizen owes to their neighbors. We have essentially isolated ourselves from human contact with our embrace of technology, are now getting a taste of what it means to be an island. John Donne be damned.
There is irony in the fact that a virus has actually caused us to appreciate what we seemed to have devalued in the past decade or so: human contact. I see young people so attached to their electronic devices that they seem to be another organ, a small appendage that was already present in the womb. We think it’s a symbiotic relationship, enriching our lives with information and companionship, but it’s actually parasitic…
The one good thing about all this is that it underscores just how interdependent we really are. This idea that we can just seal people off into hermetic bubbles to prevent the intrusion of plague makes me at least realize how much I appreciate living shoulder-to-shoulder with strangers…
She ends with: … So, do what you have to do to stay well. But allow your brotherly and sisterly love to extend to the hidden victims of these times and those who mourn the loss of the living in the world.
With prayers and well wishes, Carol