"We as people do this often, alter our behavior in response to invisible triggers. Things like over-apologizing, or self-sabotaging by repeatedly not showing up for ourselves as a means of survival. These types of behaviors are rooted in trauma, and if you are continually functioning in this way, sorry to tell you but... 'you missed a spot.'"
"Before you leave your house, check yourself. Wallet, keys, mask, gloves, and energy. What is your current physical or mental state? Are you sick? Yes? Turnaround, go back into the house. Send the next available healthy family member or call for assistance with a delivery. Ahhh, conflict averted. Seriously, I have seen recent headlines of fights that started with a cough."
Normal has gone and won't be back any time soon due to the COVID-19 pandemic. Here lies an unusual fork in the road, but a crossroad just the same. A question. Who in this moment will you be? Some of you, like myself, have stood at this familiar intersection before. Maybe after the loss of a job or relationship or sudden crisis. It was glaringly obvious you had reached a point and had to decide who you were going to be in that defining moment and beyond. This is just like that.
"Live on Purpose" is a poem by Phoenix, Arizona native, Three Rivers citizen and poet Aundrea Sayrie.
Around the world there was little time to brace for the impact of the COVID-19 pandemic. It has rocked so much to the core, including me. As a daughter, friend, wife, mother... human, I am concerned about not only those that I love, but also those that I don't know all over the world. In the midst of planning, cleaning and assisting, one unexpected emotion that kept circling back was grief. It took me by surprise, but its presence was undeniable. Grief.
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