Beyond unwittingly (or without care) spreading this contagion far and wide, they, and we (none of us) do not know what the future brings.
AS IF WE EVER DID.
Unintended and unknown consequences.
I circle the wagons around myself. The reasons for caution are many.
My gratitude for simply being alive (after surviving my addiction to alcohol, pneumonia, cancer and my encroaching old age) is fairly self-explanatory.
And now we are all faced with surviving Covid-19.
How odd that I am grateful for all of this. Viktor Frankl explains it well for me: "If there is meaning to life at all, then there must be meaning in suffering.... Forces beyond your control can take away everything you possess except one thing, your freedom to choose how you will respond to the situation."
In Alcoholics Anonymous one often hears another call out that they are "a grateful recovering alcoholic." I did not understand that 'grateful' part clearly for the first dozen or so years of my recovery. Now, after surviving that and pneumonia and cancer and the world today as depicted by Covid-19, I'm beginning to understand that I did not know what I did not know back in my early recovery, but I'm beginning to know now that whatever the outcome, whatever the suffering that may ensue, I will get through all this as I did before again and again.
Finding strength in one recovery prepares one for the next.
Covid-19 is but another lesson to be learned and for this I must say I'm grateful. I've spent another day alive.
Infinite outcomes await.
I will not speculate.
I'm in recovery (and am grateful).
It turns out that Life is Good.
I did not know that I did not know that I could and would pull through.
May you also enjoy my Autobiographical Fiction, ALL DRINKING ASIDE: The Destruction, Deconstruction & Reconstruction of an Alcoholic Animal