One of the saddest things was those empty parking lots. It's good to see the cars back in line and people going shopping again.
Our studio still is not allowed to open. The county we live in is being overly cautious. I go from "I got to get this business open again!" to "No, let's stay home and stay safe."
I wonder if we're opening up too soon, will we have a spike that will make everything worse all over again. I wonder if we're being all too careful and making too big a thing about this. I wonder if its worth the chance.
In all my 62 years I have never seen anything like this before. Most things don't scare me. Mostly I think, "Don't worry until there's something to worry about." Now we have this virus that seems to be spreading before symptoms show. Creepy.
The thing that drove home the urgency of this virus and brought my age to the forefront was my kids. They both said since we're in our sixties, we're high risk. Wow, never thought of my age as a factor in anything before....well, except maybe for that Michael's discount.
Our business is closed and suffering and we're trying to hold it together. Taking it month by month and hoping we can carry on. I love my business. I feel this is something I waited for my whole life. It's a chance to share my passion for art with people. Now it's on the line and we have to make some decisions. Big decisions. Right now we're closed till June. After Memorial Day we have to make a choice. Do we open for business? Can we? That is, if the county/state lets us.
Yet, tomorrow is another day (Scarlet O'Hara) and all we can do at this point is take it day by day. Something I feel we've been doing since this all started. There are days when I look out the front door.... then go look out the back door. Then go back to the front door and look out again. I don't know what I'm looking for, what I expect to see in this quiet neighborhood, but tomorrow I'll be at those windows again, looking out at the world and maybe saying a prayer.