Spreading Hope through Music

I know that by now, surely you’ve seen it and have had a chance to absorb the words, feel the emotion, and understand it’s significance. Yesterday afternoon, there was a note from John that had been posted throughout social media. In the note, he explained that about three weeks ago, he had tested positive for COVID-19, but that he is feeling okay now. In John’s case, the symptoms were mild, a “turbo-charged” flu. It did not sound as though he needed any sort of hospitalization, and naturally the best news is that he’s fully recovered.

Oddly, and yet pretty much exactly as it should have been, Amanda saw the note first. I had texted her about something else entirely, and she made sure to tell me that I ought to go read Twitter. So I did. I have been mostly off of social media, and I’ve tried very hard not to watch the news – although I do watch my (very) local news each night. I’m not going to sugar coat it – I can’t handle it all otherwise.

Have you ever seen the movie Groundhog Day? Well, I can’t speak for anyone else, but this is my life right now. Each day feels very much like the one before. Last week, I found that getting out of my house into the sunshine (we had wonderful spring weather last week) helped a lot. I weeded, took care of my chickens, cleaned out the coop…and tried to forget what is going on outside of my gate. This week, we have rain. It’s rained 2 and a half inches just since yesterday. It’s a mess outside, and we’re all stuck inside. We watched movies yesterday, and I sat and made some progress on a blanket that I’m crocheting for my youngest. I felt incredibly antsy the whole day, and didn’t sleep well last night. Sure, we’re only being asked to stay at home, and that doesn’t sound hard – but it is. We know what is going on around the globe. Not watching the news doesn’t make that go away, but I also don’t linger on every single number being thrown around, or remain critical of every single word a leader mumbles off the cuff. I just don’t need it. I do need, however, a little bit of hope.

Seeing that John tested positive and has recovered definitely put me through some emotions. Of course I was concerned – who wouldn’t be? It’s frightening to see that someone I know of has had it. (John is the second person I know – albeit not personally – to have tested positively for the virus) I was also filled with love and joy, too. He cared enough to share with us, and he cared enough to make sure we saw that yes, there really is hope out there. Not everyone dies, despite the lack of media coverage regarding recoveries. It’s good to see and have evidence of that.

Throughout this experience thus far, the one thing that I’ve found fascinating on a personal level is the sheer swing of emotions from day to day. Some mornings, I wake up believing that we really will get back to normal. Someday, I’ll go to another concert, or I’ll see my friends. For that matter, I’ll be able to go back to Fossil, my favorite wine bar in Atascadero. Shopping won’t be such a trial, and yes – toilet paper will be found in stores once again. Then other days, I’m not sure if we’ll ever get back to what we once were. Will it always be like this each time COVID-19 rears its head if it is indeed seasonal? Sometimes I feel completely fine and at ease. Other hours, I feel like climbing the walls. It seems as though most people feel that way, too.

I have all three kids here. At the onset of problems, we immediately requested that my oldest and her boyfriend come to stay up here. I was willing to take the chance that they’d been exposed (and vice-versa), plus we knew that they may need our help financially because they were both out of work for a bit. They’ve been here for the past three weeks, and they’ll stay until the stay-at-home orders have been lifted. My house, although spacious, is indeed full right now. I have more animals living here than people (four cats, two dogs….and eight chicks in a brooder in the laundry room, not to mention the other twelve outside in a coop!), but with at least five different daily schedules to manage and two different diets to accommodate, this has been an interesting experiment in patience. But, we’re making it work, and every night is game night!

As I told John in a reply yesterday – hope is really important. Hope gives a huge boost to the immune system. I think we could all use a little of that right now. Music is also supposed to help, which has been a struggle for me lately. I just don’t take time to listen. My brain can’t process it all…which is why, I for one am thankful that our good buddy Jason has agreed to do another DJ set. Aptly titled The Music Between Us, it takes place this Friday, April 10th. The fun begins at 1pm PDT, or 9pm GMT and will include “visual treasures from the Durandy archive”. I believe Jason is going to stream this directly from YouTube this time – but stay tuned for details on that!

Until tomorrow, take care of one another!

-R

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