Between press conferences

There is time as never before. A day is so different from what it was only a few days ago. I fight a dark battle today.

It pisses me off, when I see and hear about people who cannot seem to understand that we have to listen to the authorities and do what we are told to do.

Why in Heaven´s name expose others to an unnecessary risk? And why exploit the situation to promote pure egoism and so inappropriate political campaigns during so serious times?

How dare they?

Between press conferences, I try to live as normal as possible. But nothing feels normal anymore. I´m tested mentally and fight hard to remain calm and focusing on the positive sides of life right now.

In or little family clan, we are four grown ups, three children, three dogs and three cats.

We see more to each other, we are brutally honest, and we need to take extremely good care of the one of us who work during the nights with people who easily may be affected.

She has a few days off now, and I will buy her a box of chocolate. She´s a heroine and a dear friend too.

We talk daily about how to adapt as pain free as possible. And it is okay to feel afraid from time to time. As long as we talk ourselves through this, it will be alright some day.

I hope I get my counseling call on Wednesday. I will ask him to keep track of the time, so I can tell him, how I try to cope.

The need to prioritize has never seemed more appropriate. I choose to follow my mind and comfort my heart. The daily chores are done in a quiet rhythm.

Tomorrow, it´s laundry day before yet another playful day with a four-year-old, who has difficulty understanding all this. So we play and talk about what she likes.

It helps me taking care of the sweet children. It gives me inner peace and happiness. I´m so proud of the seven-year-old girl who today wrote almost a chapter on my laptop for her little fairy tale book.

With help, but soon she did it all by herself. It´s a different kind of school, but I love it. And we are going to read together, to work with the math and the algebra.

Meanwhile, I can feel the anxiety running wild today. It´s under strict control, however. It keeps me more alert than usual, and my arthritis are torturing me.

But I take it as it comes, there´s nothing else to do.

Between press conferences, I try to tell my self that I´m okay. I look at five well-known things, touches another four items around me, listen after three noises, take two deep breaths, and then I say one.

And take another deep breath before I pick up what I was doing.

This is serious and maybe a bit dark.

Later today I need to go shopping with a family member and a friend. I haven´t been outside except for the garden for almost a week now.

It´s time I try because I might have to on my own one day.

I know I can do it. But I also know that it will take time to recover. So I prepare myself in every possible way.

A long hot bath, clean clothes, and music in my ears. With fresh coffee in the cup, my husband, and the little wise, old dog close by. Right now, I´m home, and I need to break the silence my way.

So I write and I pray to the Universe for peace of mind.

Between press conferences, I find that my strength is much more solid than I thought a couple a days ago. I also get enough sleep and take good care of myself and my loved ones.

I speak more often with my father. Oh my, we are experiencing this together, yet apart. So of course I´m scared. But we have to remain calm and help each other.

The Danes are singing too, now. The numbers are growing, and still, too many cannot control themselves. We have to be in control with ourselves, it is a life-long demand, anyhow.

But it is visible and audible who cannot behave themselves. Most people can cooperate, if they only dare to.

And, thank you Universe, there are many who keep the rest of us going. I bow my head in the deepest respect.

Now, it is time for me to do something to divert me from reality for a little while.

Please take care of yourself, wherever you are.