We Spin On

**trigger warning**

A family friend shot himself in the head last week.

Is that jarring?

I thought so.

He’s still alive, but probably not for much longer. Going home on hospice care because the ventilators are needed for other people who want to live.

Anger. Sadness. Despair. There is no room for second chances here.

How did we get to this place? Where doctors have to decide who lives and who dies due to a shortage of supplies? Where we desperately use a single mask for a week?

It’s covered in virus.

We have a president who thinks we are okay because this is America and we have been made great again.

Dare I ask, what are we great at? Self-preservation for one as evidenced by empty grocery shelves and stocked cabinets of those who can afford to spend extra at the market.

On the other hand, I’ve witnessed greatness through simple acts of kindness. Humans being humans and looking out for one another. Through individual states who had led the way to protect the vulnerable. The grass that’s beginning to turn green outside my window.

Though it may seem that the world is on pause while the coronavirus wreaks havoc.

The Earth still spins.

24 hours per rotation.

**this post was originally written on 3/29/2020

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