P.O.F.

One year ago, after COVID-19 was declared a pandemic and our lives turned upside down, my life, like most peoples’, was complete and utter chaos. I had to learn how to navigate homeschooling my 3 children – then aged 1, 5 and 7, working my full time job remotely, and dealing with every day life stressors. I lie awake every night silently going mad. I was lost. I was angry. I was lonely. I was apprehensive about the unknown. Fearful for my family’s safety.

What kept me somewhat grounded was writing – something I hadn’t done in a while other than writing my children’s birth poems, which I had written right before each was born. And so a love of mine that had long been lost (writing) was thankfully found and became my saving grace. It was the piece that had been missing from me. I don’t know why or how I lost it. Somewhere between crossing over from “single life” to married life to becoming a mom to becoming a caregiver for my own parents, whatever it was that defined me became blurred as I started becoming whatever everyone else needed me to be, rather than the person I needed me to be.

About a week or two into the global lockdown and toilet paper frenzy, I found my passion for writing again, and I wrote this poem. I remembered to “just breathe” and take each day one moment at a time. I made the conscious choice to be present and this has made all the difference and has ignited the spark that makes me – me, that I had almost forgotten.

I must admit that being present and showing myself a little TLC – physically, emotionally and spiritually – is something I must practice every day… Again, I have made the conscious choice to be present and to love myself. If there’s one thing this pandemic has taught me, it’s to embrace the moments that matter the most.

This poem is dedicated to the lives remembered for those our family lost in 2020: Grandpa Robert Meske, Aunt Linda Weaver, Uncle Art Greenstein and of course, our fur-baby of 14 years, Diesel. Rest in Peace. We love you always.

There's a pandemic among us
A pandemic of fear
The unknown of tomorrow
And what we hold dear

Time moves by slowly
Yet today arrived and departed so fast
Some embrace these moments
While others cry, "How long will this last?"

Humanity as we know it is different
We've all changed somehow
Togetherness has taken new meaning
By forcing us to live in the Now.

Now is the time
To disconnect to connect
Control what you can
Let your YOU reconnect

With yourself, with your spouse,
With your children and your friends
Take the time to love fully
Allow your silent wounds to mend

Inhale deeply
Exhale slowly
Count your blessings
And hold them closely

Physically separated
Together at heart
Family has always been family
Whether near or apart

The Now reminds us 
The world will keep turning
And whether rich or poor
We are all plagued by a yearning

To be held
To be seen
For what we know as normal
Or some sort of in between

Take our lessons learned
Live Life with each breath
Cherish our gifts daily
And never forget their depth

The gifts of friendship, health and freedom
The privileges we took for granted
Mother Earth's treasures bestowed upon us
Which we somehow allowed to become disenchanted

Don't enable the fear
To drown you in despair
Obsessing on what you can't have
A broken soul beyond repair

Eyes wide open
Look around you
Feel His presence
Let Love surround you

It is not measured by distance,
Nor is it something one must ration
Love is beholding the present
With acts of kindness and compassion

The what-nots needn't matter
Be mindful and be here
Tomorrow is uncertain
But today - you have the choice to persevere.

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