I didn't know the elderly gentleman standing beside me. He slowly turned then said quietly, "The world won't be the same again. Everything I am certain of is changing. Nothing will be the same again." He was referring to Covid19. Whatever I said had no obvious effect. He lowered his head then walked away. I have replayed that conversation every day since then. Grappling with uncertainty is life-changing, for better or for worse. Some seniors I know, without exception want to talk about Covid19, how it affects them now and how things will be for them after "'it's over."
Uncertainty influences every thought of stepping beyond their front door. And they cannot be treated harshly for that. The older I get I wonder what our uncertain future will look like. Uncertainty creeps into my mind like a wispy, silent mist. Thoughts like my changing health and what that means for us. Not seeing our families for many months unsettles me. These and other like thoughts swirl through my mind all the time. Zoom and Facetime are only average substitutes for their actual company but better than nothing. Lurking beneath all this is the uncertainty of when we can meet up again. Covid19 has a lot to answer for!
But I am very certain that I prefer to live in Australia than most other countries on this planet. Actually it's more than a preference. It's a privilege and a blessing beyond any price tag. Watch any TV news bulletin and you'll understand. Gratefulness is good medicine. Well, I think it is.