There is a place I like to go. It is near the ocean. The red-winged blackbirds sing there, only in the early spring, in a cacophony of sound that fills the soul. I don't know why they
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like this particular spot but they do. I like to go there, and stand and listen. It makes me feel happy when I hear them.
Yesterday I tried to find hand sanitizer on the island. I went to every store, four that I could think of. We sold out earlier this week. Just gone.
It was a wake up call as to how close to home the worries about the virus actually are. Some of you know I am studying creative writing at Simon Fraser University. One of the students I share with lives in China. She has been writing about what it is like to be under quarantine, her sadness over what has happened in Wuhan, her worries about her son, and trying to keep her spirits up, as she has been unable to leave her apartment.
I think it is important to remember to keep things simple, to appreciate the little things that make life worth living, and to keep finding the gifts in every day. For me today, it is hearing the red-winged black birds sing.
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