One Hour at a Time

I almost watered a fake plant.

We are all struggling to get through the day.

As parents, we want to support our children in every way possible yet my fourteen year-old just looked at me with his beautiful big sad eyes and candidly told me, “I just can’t do it, I can’t seem to motivate to do it” referring to his school work. We are at a loss; we get it.

As adults, we are looking to balance the everyday realities of a pandemic potentially infecting us and our families, yet we know that staying shut in will infect our economy and potentially our mental health.

As nurses, we go into work every day like we always have with the intention of helping and healing, yet we are beaten down by this insidious sneaky virus that has upended everything that we know about practicing holistic medicine.

As friends, we want to love and support each other yet we are fighting and yelling and insulting because we all just want this to be over and we are angry.

I did not water that fake plant. That is my win for the day. Small victories.

As humans, we need to remember that we may not be “in the same boat” yet we are all struggling to get through the same storm.

Please try and celebrate these small victories as parents, as adults, as nurses, as friends and as humans and remember we are all just trying to get through the day.

One hour at a time.

~I am a Medfield Board of Health Member, a bedside nurse at The Brigham and Woman’s Hospital and a forever Medfield Native~