The time of COVID has been likened to swimming in the ocean, with shores beyond sight.
The time of COVID has been likened to swimming in the ocean, with shores beyond sight. No one can say how long we will bob in the waves, or how far away the land is. We paddle and tread to keep our heads above the water. Our eyes sting with the tears we cannot shed, the familiar things we no longer see. Our throats ache for breath and voice. Our eyes scan the skies, watching for another coming storm. Our muscles burn with endless exertion. We choke and spit and gasp — yet we remain afloat.
Still we float, lifted by the love of family and friends. We float with purpose and meaningful work still to be done. We float with the knowledge that the shore will eventually appear, and that when we set foot on land again, we will be stronger than we were before our mighty swim.
Believe, and persevere.
"Adrift" by drufisher is licensed under CC BY-NC-ND 2.0
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