The World and Healing

Just a few more hours and it is the fourteenth day of our community quarantine. I have mixed emotions since I cannot believe my wish to still have salary inspite of not going to work did came true but with catastrophe. There was guilt when I realized this but later on I knew this was not my fault. It is depression talking. This is also the time to rest well and recover my body from tireless days of working and also to spend more time with family. Being a skeletal force myself, I'm too scared of my safety and hoping I wouldn't be called during these times. I salute even the smallest worker like salespeople in supermarket, pharmacists and even garbage collectors. I have mixed feelings though on doctors. Well its a personal thing. But this is a healing season. Human as I was, I thought it was a punishment for my ex to be on frontline. And he even did not deserve to die at this moment for he is not a hero. But later tonight I feel blessed I'm not his wife. I don't have to worry of his welfare. Yes I have surpass the stage of loving him and hoping of hating him too. May this pandemic would heal all of us in all aspects of our lives.