Tuesday, 17 March 2020

Corona - Semi-Confinement day 4

”Today was actually like during summer holidays mom!” noted my eldest in the evening when thinking back on the day. I agreed. Beautiful sunny day. After home schooling, we prepared our bikes and went for the first bike ride this spring. Fantastic weather and we all had a thrill. I was thanking myself for having invested a small fortune for good quality bikes, they served well now. After lunch we prepared the garden for the season, my husband washed the terraces, I removed last leaves, even washed the windows. Kids played all afternoon out in the sun, having a jump on the trampoline and climbing on their tree cabana. I was thanking ourselves again for having a garden, being able to go outdoors, in whatever direction the situation would go as to the confinement. In Italy people open the windows of their little apartments, play music and dance together.

We watched a Finnish movie last night, about the life of a popular old-time singer “Kari-Tapio”. Despite the bad language and heavy drinking, I felt missing Finland. I think the home sickness is also a reaction to the closing of borders, you miss what you cannot have.

I just read the news, the Belgian newly formed Government has decided to move to phase 3 and from tomorrow Wednesday 18 March from noon, until April 4 Belgium will be in full confinement. People may go to the supermarket (alone), pharmacy and doctors. And do sports, ouf! That’s fine, we will manage this too. I have not created an addiction for a Saturday shopping sprint, clubbing or restaurants. Life will not change dramatically.  I can, however, imagine for some, these limitations will be major. It will be interesting to see how the society takes this. Will they reach for the bottle or use time as an opportunity to do something constructively: get to know their families, themselves, developing new skills and overall taking better care of themselves. I am thinking of all the super parents rushing their daily routines and suddenly there is no rush. No urgency. This event, in all its sadness is an opportunity for all of us to pause.

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