Glimpses of Gold

This article does not try to pretend that COVID was anything less than abhorrent. People got sick and died. There are those whose health (physical and mental) can never be the same again. People are still being diagnosed and finishing up in ICU to say nothing of the scars of our healthcare workers and those who support them after a long shift or double shift.

But, as is often the case, we learnt lessons of gold in all the manure. We understood again the interdependence of each other and harshly … that you don’t get family back. These are imperative lessons.

And for this little priest guy? My writing skills were stretched and continue to be stretched. I was and am challenged to put the word out there. For a while, the words on a screen or in ink were all I had to offer you.

I need to be honest and say that a goodly proportion of my efforts are duds. Those who can produce sparkling and flawless scribblings week after tedious week are very few. But every so often there will be an unexpected comment from the most unlikely. A gentle word of encouragement. The cheeky question on Facebook or even that standard thumbs-up symbol of ‘like’. The consistent manufacture of words is one of the challenges that COVID smacked me with and it has had a flow-on effect on those who read my words.

If you have persisted here then well done …and Thank you! You may like to reflect on the person you are now, compared to the person you were pre-pandemic. What has changed for you? For the better… for the worse? Are you stronger… more vulnerable… or maybe both? What are your glimpses of gold?