I can relate

Thankfully, I haven’t been able to relate to a lot of the struggles people have experienced throughout the coronavirus crisis.

I can relate to some I’ve seen or heard about, like the indecision I had when the virus first broke out at the same time allergies attacked me in the night.

I called my boss the next day and told him I wouldn’t come to work because I had a cough and sinus drainage.

I couldn’t believe I’d said those words to anybody, let alone a manager.

They went against everything I’d been raised to believe about work.

You don’t call out for sinus drainage.

I sat home somewhere between happy I could wear shorts and guilt-ridden I’d left my coworkers to handle my share because I had sinus drainage.

I can relate to people who’ve been in public and tried almost anything not to cough.

I may or may not have broken wind in a store on purpose once in hopes I’d be able to cough without the judgement of onlookers.

I am thankful I have not lost my job, and I have adjusted to work from home.

I’m thankful my family, my friends and I are healthy.

When I think about what a lot of other people face right now, I’m thankful I have been only slightly inconvenienced by this outbreak.

I’m thankful I can’t relate to the worst this virus has brought to our lives.

However, there is one more thing to which I might be able to relate.

I imagine I can relate to anyone who’s had the thought none of us will need new Halloween costumes this year.

We could all just put on our masks and a pair of sunglasses and go as Bonnie or Clyde.

This post is my answer to Sue’s prompt for today, which is “relate.”