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It is real…

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Tonight, I’m making Julehjerter… 

Julehjerter (literally ”Christmas hearts”) are Danish traditional holiday ornements. They are hand made and their paterns go from ”any young child could do it” to very intricate artistic level. Needless to say that I am sticking to the kiddos’ type. 

At least for now…

I need the little hearts’ hyggelig touch in our home. And I am going to send some to my friends and family for Christmas, so they can enjoy them too.

I was supposed to spend my evening writing a nice little fiction story. But for some reason, a call I had today, at work, lingers in the back of my head. 

This lady called, in the middle of the afternoon. She works in a small convenience store in a senior home. When the second wave of covid-19 hit Québec, their store had to close down. She just wanted to activate some scratch tickets for the residents of the home.

As I was helping her, she seemed a bit confused.

Excuse me, she said, things are a little bit weird, here.

I don’t usually step out of the ”professional zone” while working, although I don’t mind joking around with regular callers. But my little inner voice told me this lady needed it.

Everything’s a little weird these days, uh?

She sighed, and giggled nervously.

Yes, indeed. You know, just in this senior home, we’ve had 38 cases so far. Of them, 9 passed away, to this day. But these men and women, they’re not just customers. We are part of their lives, just as they are part of ours, we see them several times a day, each day we spend here. 

She seemed very emotional about the situation.

I can only imagine.

I felt that she didn’t want to go into details, but that she had probably seen more than she would have wanted to see.

It is real… You know? It is real…

I knew what she meant. After nearly nine months of this world pandemic craze, a lot of people are tempted to let their guard down, because they don’t know anyone close that have been diagnosed. 

I don’t know anybody who has. Nobody close to me, thank God.

But I felt compelled to tell her that Chéri and I hadn’t left home unless it had been absolutely necessary, since March. I told her we were doing it for the people we loved, and the vulnerable people we could get in touch with.

And for you… She added. Because younger people can suffer, even die from it too!

I agreed. For us too.

She thanked for my help. We hung up.

But still, her words linger… And the fear of someone who has looked into covid-19’s eyes.

It is real. 

  

 

One thought on “It is real…

  1. I feel like I also want to let that lady know that we are doing what we can to keep each other safe here…and give her a hug if that was allowed! What an awful situation and although I hope there is light at the end of the tunnel now, we are not out of the woods quite yet unfortunately.

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