Located west, and a little north in Mid-Central Indiana, we saw a temp of 78 F at 5:00 PM, on Wed, 4-8-20. It’s 29 degrees now, though, at 530 AM on Tues, 4-14, and we’re (sob!) expecting snow tomorrow (Wed) and Fri. I am not a snow fan, so it seems like Lent’s just been lengthened! Trying to decide which blankets I’m willing to ruin with thorns from my rosebushes. They’re looking so good that I want to protect them.
Since 3-1, I’ve only been for groceries once, around 3-19, I think. I had to mail something on 4-8, so just drove around for a bit to look at all the beautiful spring tree blossoms and flowers and see real, live humanoids, but I wasn’t out of my vehicle and I didn’t speak with anyone. I don’t believe I’ve ever seen so many cars in driveways. The grass here has been a more vibrant green than I’ve seen in a few years.
Although I now have two cochlear implants, phone speech Is still difficult for me, so communicating with offices has been a struggle. I text a friend in another state with the necessary info, then she calls the company for me. Normally, I’d bop over to one of four friends’ homes, but that, of course, is verboten right now.
My friends report more frequent thoughts about God, why we’re here, if we need to change our normal living patterns, what heaven will be like after we croak, more thoughts of and prayers for the dead (almost all my friends are non-Catholic) and more googling to ferret answers pertaining to faith questions. They also report more out-of-the-blue crying jags, sensations of helplessness, and greater patience with and interaction with others—a sort of new level or layer of awareness, but also shorter fuses that they self-chastize.