Strange days, indeed.’ –John Lennon.
A Loneliness Infected; Searching for meaning in quarantine
What are you doing? My wife asked.
“Just thinking.”
Its the umpteenth day of working from home and I feel a loneliness to my bones. And I got other people in the house, the aforementioned Catherine, my wife, and my daughter, Hannah, and her husband, Tom.
Just thinking.
Humans are social animals. We love to connect with other people. My daughters in their teen years would run out the door. Where ya going I’d holler from a comfy chair in front of a sports game.
Just hanging out , bye daddy, they’d say.
Call me, I’d yell back.
I was happy knowing they were happy ‘just hanging out.’
My wife was a pastor at a church in San Francisco so weekends she was always working. But I was happy knowing I’d go play basketball with ‘the guys.’ Hangin’ with the guys. And get home just as the daughters were running out of the door.
I had a soft chair, cold beverage and a TV. I was content.
I have to admit I’m having difficulty now finding that content spot as I quarantine against the coronavirus. Things are different now. I’m older, we all are older. I’m at special risk because of my Lewy body dementia diagnosis.
Maybe it’s self evident or too obvious that a little fear has creeped into my psyche.
Since the virus, I’ve often wondered and even asked people,: ‘What about the people who live alone.?’ I think there are many people lonely in a way they’ve never been before.
It’s a loneliness infected.
It comes with the exposure of our overwhelming vulnerability as humans on this planet. We are brought to our knees by a bug that we can’t see. COVID-19, like all viruses, are not exactly living beings, according to scientists.
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Here’s a couple of pertinent song from John Lennon.