Yes, I’m Afraid Of Covid 19
My lungs are shot and my heart is failing and I wouldn’t last long if I caught it.
To my shame, I’m also afraid of common influenza and pneumonia.
I get vaccines for both…and have done so long before we ever heard of Covid19.
My larger fear is contracting the virus and passing it on to someone in my circle…all of whom are physically compromised in some way.
Breathing is a chore for me without a mask…with one it’s worse.
I wear one in public anyway.
Do they work?
Hell if I know…I guess we’ll find out.
Do I live in fear?
Nope…but I exercise lots of caution for myself and others.
Now understand something…being afraid of getting sick and dying isn’t the same as fear of dying.
I’m not afraid of death…I’m afraid of what my death would mean to those who rely on me.
Another character flaw, I’m sure.
So…you may use whatever label you choose for me and you are free to heap scorn on your social media as you see fit .
It is of little concern to me.
Soon, you will be able to do all that we could do before the pandemic and I will be fine with whatever choices you make for you and your family.
I think that’s called “grace”.
For me and mine, I’ll continue to exercise caution because I need them and they need me.
For me, that’s what love looks like…today.
That…is my only concern.
Your mileage may vary…