Original Poem: Life…loading.

Life Loading

I could be angry,
If I sit and think about all the time
That was taken away from me…

A year of abundant solitude,
Time stolen that I would have spent with family and friends,
Holidays altered,
Businesses shuttered.
Jobs lost.
Lives lost.
So many people’s lives thrown into an upheaval,
As we spiraled through some alternate reality 
that we had never seen.

I could be angry.
Although, sometimes I actually am.
When I really sit and think about it.
When I am all alone and I am still processing what was stolen.

But they say to “live in the present,”
“Live in the now.” 
Well now, I am angry. 
Presently, I am still angry.

Of course, there may be those who are angry,
Because here we are yet again, 
Another poem about COVID!
…or here we are again, talking again, about COVID!
“I just want to get on with my life,” they say.

Well, so do many of the millions who lost family and loved ones-
Who didn’t get to say goodbye, or didn’t get to say “I love you,”
One last time…

But yet, somehow, we have to be grateful.
Grateful for humanity. 
Grateful for those who created vaccines 
to hopefully, “get back to normal.” 
Somehow, I don’t think we will ever be normal again.

That one year that was stolen from me.
That was my life… 
Life that was put on pause 
While many stared through the windows or computer and phone screens
to talk to loved ones. 
We longed to touch and hug others but an invisible wall was built.

A year has passed.
I should be over it, right?
I should be moving on… right?

Now, I am living in the present.
Counting down the days when all of my loved ones
will finally get to share one space again.
To HUG again.

BUT I am living every second of every day. 
Making the MOST of each day.
Because life can be taken away any minute.
The pause button can be pushed at ANY moment.

And since the “start button” has finally been pushed.
I began to process.
Life was still loading… 

Loading… please wait… loading… 
“Please push restart, and your program will begin momentarily” ... 

Ariana R Cherry

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