So far, I am mine are well. My sister and her family all got the virus and suffered with it for a couple of weeks but all recovered. I have an acquaintance who is not fairing as well. His 23 year old daughter is currently in ICU on a ventilator because of the virus and many others I do not know have lost loved ones to the virus.
I see this compared to the 1918 flu and find myself wondering what life was like for them back then. Recently, my 91 year old dad told me about a crystal bowl his mother received as a wedding present. I asked when she got married and he said, "December 26, 1915." So my grandmother was a new wife during that pandemic. Now her son who was not born until 1928 is ninety one years old. I guess I should count my blessings that something like this has not happened in a hundred years.
My grandmother saw this flu, World War I (which her husband served in as a doctor), the Great Depression, World War II, and the illness and loss of her husband and one son at young ages. What a brave woman she must have been! I was named after her and am proud to be her namesake.
So, as I stay at home with television, computers, iphones, and a healthy family … I realize I have nothing to grumble about.
