We’re all experiencing such unusual circumstances at the moment and living through strange times with no real blueprint of how to get through such a scary and uncertain change in everyday life. I have so many thoughts but I’m struggling to process them so I thought I’d share a sort of poem that I’ve written. I’d love to know what you think and if you can relate.
I’m mourning the freedom I used to have
I’m mourning the quality time spent with loved ones
I’m mourning how easy it was to buy the food and supplies I need
I’m mourning regular walks and fresh air
I’m mourning the cute Spring outfits I won’t get to wear
I’m mourning the fun occasions I had planned
I’m mourning the holidays I won’t get to go on
I’m mourning life as I knew it and although I’m struggling to see a light at the end of the tunnel I’d rather this than to be mourning anyone I love
