
I’m not sure which one goes before the other, adapting or surviving? Can one even allow those two things to exist in the same plane of thought?
When I think on all that went life interruptus, from the moment of the shut down, there isn’t a whole lot of adapting that went on. We lost our livelihood, our nest egg and our home, along with everything we could not carry, as the Sherriff stood at our door with an eviction notice!
Currently, we still exist within a 32 foot RV that has no working toilet or hot water. Again, is it adapting or surviving?
It’s difficult to assess whether there is much adapting mixed in with all the fear, distrust and hiding that continues to occur these days. I suppose the answer depends on how a person experienced things. Some got sick, while some died, and from this arose such a level of ugliness among humans toward one another… fear, distrust and outright hatred. Somehow, surviving in the wilderness, seems a safer bet than trying to adapt to such an unhappy society. If you are someone who experienced loss of any kind, due to Covid, using the word adapting seems almost like adding insult to injury!
I think that the word adapting seems far from fitting! I can thing of a number of other words to describe how people have handled Covid, like overcoming or healing, or even recovering. Has the world adapted yet, or does survival still seem like a better word?
Here, have a cookie…




