if there was ever a place to feel like the world is ending and no one cares about anyone other than themselves, its the kroger in franklin right now.
we had to get some groceries today. this has thus far been my least favorite activity we have performed during the quarantine. i sat in the car and cried. caleb gave me a hug and then we pulled on our gloves and headed inside. there are so many shelves that are empty. people are hoarding things and everyone you pass is glaring at your cart to see if you took the last of the thing they “needed.” i felt like i was going to choke the whole time we shopped and where normally i would buy a jar of pickles because those sound delicious, i found myself saying, “i don’t need that so its okay…”
what a weird and sad world the grocery story is right now. i kept staring at the teenage boy cashier and praying he wouldn’t get the virus while he flipped his hair incessantly without (seemingly) a care in the world.
and i really struggled today after that experience. we listened to the bible all day and went for a long bike ride/walk because we were trying to loosen up my muscles that are so tight they are painful. (is that from farming or from stress idk.)
and then, like a ray of sunshine smelling like friend chicken and chocolate chip cookies, my inlaws drove over and brought us dinner. we chatted from a safe distance and migdalia showed me the spray she had made to keep my plants healthy. and just like that, it felt a little sunnier. and i came inside and i played the piano and i ate a cookie and it made my spirit pull its boots back on and hang in there a little tighter.
its the little things right now isn’t it. it gets better i think.