The Best

Tucked tightly in the realm of pithy sayings that were tossed in the political arena recently is this memorable one:

“Never let a crisis go to waste.”

When I initially heard Rahm Emanuel’s controversial opinion, I was unreceptive to the gentleman’s philosophy.

That of course, was during the angst of a brutal political season.

Today, however, as I suddenly remember his words, my attitude is quite different.

When the advice is applied to self isolation, there is distinct wisdom.

The majority of Americans have been self isolated now for close to ten weeks. I must question how many have used the time well.

Not I. Certainly, I must admit that.

Not only bologna, but also ice cream has resumed a robust role in my diet.

The mound of editing that could easily have been finished lies untouched on my Macbook Air.

The phone call I should have made, to comfort a friend in distress, was delayed. Then I learned it was too late.

My closet was never cleaned nor has the mound of shoes been reduced.

Not yet have my inactive files been downloaded to the new flash stick.

I did exercise, but not as often as I needed.

I never made the sough bread dough starter.

However, I did:

Watch far too many episodes of CURB YOUR ENTHUSIASM

Reluctantly, admit I ate potato chips (not often, but on several notable occasions).

And read too many books, although I once believed that was impossible.

Explored the ability of an Echo 5, an unexpected gift from Jim and Julie

Enjoyed lengthy phone visits with caring friends and family.

Discovered a hitherto unacknowledged gratitude for all and everything and everyone in my life.

For some vague reason I also found a semblance of peace in solitude.

Then I realized words I often quote to Will are quite true.

“Everyone does the best they can in this life.”

And hope that includes me, too.