I feel like a bird trapped in a cage, a nice, spacious, comfortable cage but it’s still a cage.
I want to go out but the risk of getting infected is staring at my doorsteps. I want to have lunch or coffee with friends, acquaintances, or relatives, but all it takes is just one person to spread the virus.
I want to go to the office more frequently, interact with our staff and with customers too but there are barriers between us— double face masks, face shields, 6 feet, and fear, and risk.
I miss traveling. I miss experiencing the awe of wonder again. I want to discover new places. I want to revisit my favorite cities.
I want to ride the Uber. I miss going up and down the big tourist buses (with fewer passengers) accompanied by a witty and lively guide.
I want to go to a weekend flea market selling primitives, farmhouse collectibles, 100-year-old antiques, shabby chic home decors, and china. I want to go shopping for souvenirs to add kalat (clutter) to our homes.
I want to dine at a restaurant where food is a masterpiece and the plating is a work of art. I want to see my children’s faces gasp in delight as the waiter brings down the plate in front of us. I want to be surprised by the top chef’s grand creation.
I want to take a picture again of a hotel’s long and empty hallway leading to our bedroom. I want to wake up a bit earlier to catch the morning buffet. I want big grilled tomatoes in vines, salami, black truffle cheese, and warm soft croissants with fresh butter. I want to speak to the sous chef to tell him I want more mushrooms in my omelet. I want my bacon either soft steamed or crispy but not burnt. I want to eat breakfast overlooking the Old Course.
Am I the only one feeling this way? Or dreaming?
All I can do now is hope. Hope and to keep my faith. Hope that someday the cage’s door opens and fly away little birdie fly.
I feel the same po, Tita Annie!
How I miss going outside, meeting friends and family, doing our usual routine of work and play without fear of getting sick and spreading the virus.
Maraming bagay ang nagbago – a lot has contracted and passed away from the virus, the economy slowed down, many lost their jobs, children could not properly interact with others in the community and in school.
Christmas 2020 was very different. I missed seeing all the hustle and bustle of the holidays – countless parties, shopping, attending Masses, reunion with friends and families, even the traffic – nakaka-miss.
Perhaps, tapik lang ito sa atin ni Lord to remind us what is really essential in our lives.
Hi Ken,
A grim reminder that our lives can change in a blink of an eye.
Keep safe Ken.