In these pandemic days with the numbers here so low, we forget our new normal and relax into the flow. That addictive flow of laughter a flow of catch ups and good times, yet lurking in the background that virus redefines.

It’s killing people in the thousands far from our island shores, but all we get is petty now with distancing a chore. Its been a week since I wore a mask, friends try to kiss hello, but I bark “keep your distance”, and that flow of camaraderie goes.

Inside my guts are churning and my mind is full of fear, that I could expose unwittingly the ones I love so dear. What if in haste I made a mistake? One I’d just regret. Not something thought out or intended but the consequence…just dread.

So excuse me now my lovelies, let’s wait until the storm has passed. I’ll safely then embrace you with a happiness that lasts.

BY DEE GRANT – 2020