The Coronavirus Diaries – Part 3
Welcome to The Coronavirus Diaries – Part 3. I have decided to continue this series to share weekly updates because no matter how many blog posts I have ready to publish, it all seems pointless when this is the one thing on everyone’s minds right now.
I have been at work this week. As I mentioned a couple of weeks ago, as a radio producer, we are keeping our station on-air. Our audience really needs us right now – for real facts and updates, to offload and share their thoughts and feelings, but also for entertainment.
A GOOD FRIEND
With the majority of people isolated at home, radio is the companion they need to get them through their day. We’ve had an outpouring of messages from listeners telling us what we mean to them during this pandemic. It means a lot knowing venturing out of the house every day is putting a smile on people’s faces.
It’s not easy, driving down quiet streets in to a city centre which is derelict. The building in which I work is normally full of life, as people shop, eat at restaurants or visit bars. But now, it is silent. We must continue to do what we can but if you don’t need to leave your home, then please follow the guidelines set by the Government. Stay home. Stay safe.
Instead of giving a detailed breakdown of my week and how I’m feeling, I decided to write a poem. It just came to me as I drove in to work on Thursday morning. I put my thoughts down on paper as soon as I could and I would like to share it with you all.
I’m sure a lot of you are feeling the same way. Please have a read and let me know what you think in the comments below.
I pull back my bedroom curtain only to see,
silence, where the hustle and bustle of life would be.
Parents on the school run, with their kids in tow,
scooters, bikes and cars all on the go
People off to work, with a long day ahead,
wishing for just one more hour in bed.
We’re tired and grouchy, the day’s only begun,
but alas it’ll be hours before we’re finally done.
The rush hour is crazy, still so much to do,
shopping, cooking, homework and bath time too.
All we really want is some downtime alone,
to watch a bit of tv or scroll through our phone.
Curl up with a good book or put up our feet,
play a video game, our favourite track on repeat.
We can’t wait for the weekend to have a good chill,
Or our holiday to come along, wouldn’t that be brill?
Fast forward to now and where we’re at today,
all those hours to sleep, all that time to play.
We don’t have to rush, we can take it slow,
no longer do we have to constantly be on the go
So why is it now that we have time on our hands?
We’re still not happy and it’s hard to understand.
Why when we have freedom, all we do is complain,
And now it’s been taken away, we’re going insane.
We’re stuck indoors, our options are gone
no parties or meals out, no ways to have fun.
We can’t see our loved ones, it’s all very tough
it’ll go on for months and we’ve already had enough.
Nothing is normal and you feel a sort of loss,
you’re not alone, the world is bearing this cross.
There’s grief, there’s anger, confusion and fear,
there may be times when you’ve shed a tear
It’ll be months before the life we knew can return,
no matter how hard it is, please show some concern.
To those who have lost loved ones, and must deal with their pain,
for them, things will never be the same again.
Maybe now we’ll value the life that we lead,
and focus not on our wants, but on what we actually need.
Appreciate all the things that you have in your life,
because now you don’t have them, it cuts like a knife.
I hope you enjoyed reading this poem as part of The Coronavirus Diaries. I’ll be back next week with another post.
I’m hoping to share stories and experiences from friends and fellow bloggers, on how they’re feeling and coping during this pandemic. In the meantime, you can follow my daily life updates on my Instagram. Please stay safe.
FINALLY FOR NOW…
As with my previous posts in The Coronavirus Diaries, I am ending with a photo of a happier time in my life to lift my spirits. This is a photo of me with my sister-in-law, who I call ‘Pippa’. You can find out why here. She is a nurse and as a key worker, she is one of the people on the frontline.
She sets off a long day of work each morning, putting herself at risk to care for those in need right now. It’s people like Pippa, we really need to appreciate right now and that’s why every Thursday at 8pm, it’s important pay tribute to them in the ‘clap for carers’ movement.