"Joy Cometh in the Morning"
SUNNYSIDE UP MOMENT - MAY 29, 2020
DAY SEVENTY-FOUR OF THE CORONAVIRUS QUARANTINE FOR US AT STACK 'EM HIGH PANCAKES AND SO FORTH
Apparently, I did not have enough time during the last two and a half months of quarantine to reset and to reorganize the calendar in my phone. Nearly every day, I receive a notification to remind me of a dentist appointment, social event or meeting that had been subsequently cancelled. Some days I laughed a little at what should have been on my schedule and how secretly glad I was that it no longer was. Some days I laughed a lot at the thin line between optimism and fool heartedness that meanders through my daily agenda.
What isn’t funny at all, really, is how little time I schedule for truly important endeavors. I haven’t received one single notification that it was time to exercise or to follow my stream of consciousness or to let my imagination run wild. There are also very few commitments on my itinerary dedicated to the causes I feel strongly about. How do I expect progress in social justice or civil liberties if I can’t even move my cursor to reserve a sliver of time for such pursuits? Annie Dillard said, “How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.” The fog of quarantine has thankfully forged some clarity for me. After days and weeks of muddling through the mist, the dawn has broken. How grateful I am to have new light, new purpose and new vision. Joy cometh in the morning and can last our whole lives long. We just have to make a little space in our heart and a little time in our day.