It’s been a long time since my last post. The days started to roll together. Days became weeks. Weeks became a month. The world slowly shifted. Darkness is all around us.
After all this time the UK is about to lift more restrictions, allowing many more businesses to reopen and families to reunite. However, the motivation behind this virtual lifting of the lockdown feels suspect. The R rate is still worrying and the number of deaths keeps coming back up. People young and old, friends and strangers, have succumbed to the virus and left this world. The actual deaths caused by Covid in the UK are estimated to be over 55k, however the government doesn’t seem to want to discuss that anymore.
Tomorrow the mosques and churches will reopen. We will return to praying in congregation, albeit with strict social distancing measures in place. Hairdressers, restaurants and bars will reopen too. So whilst some of us will be turning to prayer for answers, others will be turning to alcohol and excess.
Is this really the light at the end of the tunnel? Or is it just a false hope that all will return to normal? I can’t answer that. What I do know is that I will miss these months of tranquility, introspection and time with my family.