I didn’t realize what effect the pandemic had on me until today, when it dawned on me that I had not spoken to my friend George since it started. Nobody wanted a visitor, even with a mask, and at six feet distance. But that’s not the whole of it; everything was just different.
That I had been a terrible friend did make me feel regrets. What have I done in the past for situations like this? I never had a situation like this; we always got together eventually. It is a good thing to believe that a kind God rules the circumstances of our lives.
Not that this lets us off the hook. But it helps us deal with something new and part of a planned out drama, with doom and chaos safely averted. I still like to live, even though I may not handle it competently at all times.