Dearest Readers:
I respect the privacy of my friends, acquaintances, family, and myself. Every day, I pray for all Covid-19 victims and their families to get well. Nightly, I pray for a miracle so Covid-19 will be eradicated. I wear masks everywhere I go. I social distance and for the most part, I stay at home.
Do I have cabin fever? Of course, I do.
A few days ago, I learned that one of my friends has Covid-19. To protect their privacy, I shall not reveal a gender. Male. Female. Transgender? It doesn’t matter!
I haven’t seen my friend since all of this began. Like many, I’ve become a hermit. Remaining at home unless I must go to the grocery store, or complete errands. Last week, my husband and I went out to eat a few too many times, so I reminded him we must stop eating out and remain at home where we are safe. Hopefully!
My friend has done everything carefully too. Working at home. Staying home, unless he or she had doctor appointments…….Etc!
Now, my friend has the virus. I am praying for a simple case of Covid. I will touch base daily with my friend.
I’d like to request a prayer request, I suppose a silent prayer request for my friend, family members and for all Covid-19 victims.
Since I’ve followed reputable information regarding Covid-19, I discovered the symptoms sound so familiar to me since I’ve had asthma all of my life, so I know, I am considered high-risk. Symptoms similar to bronchial asthma include:
coughing
fever
loss of taste, smell
fatigue
difficulty with breathing
congestion
burning of the chest
loss of appetite
All of these symptoms I’ve experienced whenever my asthma kicks in. Fortunately, I haven’t had asthma problems after moving to the country. The air is fresher here. Less traffic congestion, and my breathing has not been as short-winded as it was in Mount Pleasant, South Carolina. Coughing? Occasionally, but nothing specific.
So now, I worry about my friend. When I spoke with my friend, I mentioned I would be happy to do anything I can to help with the illness.
I am convinced the germs of Covid-19 are everywhere. My friend has no idea how Covid arrived. I can picture the cells flying through the air. I confess, while walking outside to my mailbox I haven’t worn a mask. Maybe today I will.
I pray soon the disease that has stolen lives, incomes, livelihoods and the health of many, will be eradicated. It has changed the United States of America. People are quick to blame our President, Donald J. Trump. I do not blame him and I feel he jumped to the occasion to assist America. Reportedly the disease came from China. That, I do believe. I suppose for many, it is easiest to blame our President. Looks like Biden, tentative President-Elect will walk in those Presidential shoes, IF he is proclaimed President-Elect. I can only imagine WHAT will happen under the Democrat leadership — that is IF there is a leader in the Democratic party. But. That’s a political issue.
Today, please take a moment to pray, asking God to help eradicate this dreadful disease.
I haven’t found any Christmas spirit this year, mostly due to the Covid-19 Pandemic, the depression that captivates me at times. I’ve found myself having meltdowns when thinking about how I will miss my father this holiday season. I miss looking at the chair he sat at when he visited us in Mount Pleasant. I miss having him here with us to celebrate Thanksgiving and Christmas. I miss hearing his voice and singing with him. How I miss his laughter. Soon, the tears rush from my eyes. My father’s last Christmas dinner attendance was Christmas, 1998, while he battled terminal esophageal cancer. He would be so proud of Phil and I this year as we celebrate the first anniversary of our moving to the country. I know he would love sitting on the bench by the pond to watch the fish jumping and turtles swimming around, anxious to get a strawberry. Yes, my father would be able to walk around our five acres of beautiful, natural land. I am so thankful my father changed for the better and because of Covid-19, I am thankful he isn’t here to see how our country is changing for the worst. The hatred, spreading like a vicious, constantly expanding volcano spreading fire and abhorrence until it burns into the depths of Hell.
Let us all come together for five minutes just to pray for the eradication of Covid-19. Soon, vaccines will arrive. I pray the vaccines will be the exact prescription the USA needs. May this be a Merry Christmas, even in the worst of times in America.
And now, I pray for my friend. I imagine I have additional friends with Covid-19. This disease I would not wish on my worst enemy. Sending prayers for God to bless America and eliminate this disease. Please God, help our friends heal from this disease and let us all come together to MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!
Barbie Perkins-Cooper, Author 