Clapping for our Carers
Yesterday I said that I hoped today would be quieter and it was. When I went for a walk this evening after finishing work, it was eerily quiet. I don’t know if it was just because I didn’t take the dog with me tonight (who, frankly, is starting to look as though she’s been walked within an inch of her life), so it was just me and my thoughts, or it genuinely was quieter than it has been the last few days.
As I started my walk, I saw a police car doing the rounds which isn’t that common a sight where I live. And even though it was my one and only time out of the house all day, I felt nervous and guilty to be out – especially without the dog. Whenever I did see anyone else out getting their daily dose of exercise, we were crossing the road to keep our distance. I even saw a delivery driver dropping off food at someone’s house, gloved up, mask on. It all made me feel incredibly sad. This lockdown thing suddenly feels real.
But there were positives in my day too. On my walk, so many children (ours included), have painted or drawn rainbows and put them in their windows as a symbol of hope. Then, just now, as part of the Clap for our Carers Campaign for our fantastic NHS workers, looking after so many of us now in our hour of need despite the significant risk to themselves, all my neighbours, me and my girls, everyone up and down the country on our doorsteps or at our windows/balconies, to say a heartfelt thank you and to stand in solidarity with them as they work tirelessly to pull us through this crisis.
So whilst the novelty of lockdown wears off and the serious reality of the situation begins to dawn on me, I do feel very emotional this evening. I don’t want to be overwhelmed by this feeling so as I type I’m listening to Disney songs and planning on knitting a bunny – it is almost Easter after all.
If Disney’s finest and bunnies can’t cheer me up, maybe there is no hope!