I’m letting myself get excited. In less than six weeks I’ll see my family again. COVID has kept us apart for the better part of a year. To remain positive, most days I have been able to mine my gratitude for everyone’s health and well-being.
It’s the coping game. Now that I know I will see my people soon, it feels safe for me to acknowledge how much I miss them. It’s easier to admit to pain when it will be gone soon. I have something tangible to look forward to; limbo is evaporating as each day passes.
Will the reunion be as emotional as I imagine? I don’t know, but I can’t wait to find out.
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