My children matter.
Our ability to care for each other matters.
Food on the table matters.
A roof over our heads matters.
Peace matters, particularly right now peace matters.
Following the guidance of science matters.
Doing the things, you can control matters.
Being a supportive friend matters.
I think that is really it.
It is such a longer list now of what doesn’t matter.
Two cars in the driveway.
A big house.
Devices a plenty.
A closet full of dress clothes and shoes.
Oh those shoes that once brought you such joy but in the face of a pandemic, the great equalizer, it all feels so silly.
It always was silly really, the stuff, all that stuff, working so hard all those years for what really?
This virus is a gift, not to those who lose people, don’t get me wrong the harm is real but so it the gift, the gift of realizing what matters, what truly matters.