COVID-19, what a nightmare!

COVID-19, what a nightmare, worse than the BOGEYMAN!

Those of my generation, confined because of their age, know well this mythical character that haunted our childhoods. For those how don’t know maybe the younger, put the computer aside, go to oral tradition, and call an elderly person, they will be happy to explain. It's well known that older people like to tell stories.

So, COVID-19 "stay home" all the time! You can still go out for a walk, a run, if you can respect social distancing and HAND WASHING.

But what a horror!

First China: before it was far away, now it's close...! And then, with us, the virus travels. We are going from the epidemic to the pandemic.

Oops! It's home!

We get informed, we worry. Some are docile, others delinquents. Denial is timid, but still present. Everyone, in his own way, experiences the confinement. Even surrounded by our "guardian angels" anxiety takes place. Financial, sociological, supply chain problems, isolation, but, even worse, in many homes, starvation and violence. For them, it's hard to believe in the "it's going to be ok" unlike the good it does to the majority. I get chills... And then, of course, with statistics to support, the health problems that tell us about deaths. Can't escape it, it brings us back to our own death...

Social injustice (as previously stated) takes many victims. Our humanism cannot prevent us from thinking about it, from worrying about the poorest. I'm obsessed with this thought. At this level, I am privileged; even immunosuppressed, diagnosed with generalized anxiety, fragile mental health... I believe in the "IT’S GOING TO BE OK". But, surprise! What was my panic when I learned that my prescriptions, which for the past five years had been able to remove the excruciating pains in my body, were no longer being renewed.

An irrational panic led me to hate our leaders, who until then had been perceived as experts, vigilant, excellent representatives. Phew! Three unbearable days spent to solve my problem, and... My efforts are paying off, the CONFIDENCE RETURNS. That is where I am.

But from the beginning, I slept, slept, slept. I ate a lot, too. I bought good books, but have not read them yet, the concentration is not there. And, my hair grew, faded, I see my appearance change...

I still want to end on a positive note. I have kept my precious ritual, installed for more than a year. For me, it is a bearer of well-being, silent smiles, a small activity almost in secret...

With my first coffee of the day, I open my tablet, and head to the online site of Boutique JOURDAIN!

I who love beautiful things, beautiful clothes that are often colorful and always of quality find myself in good spirits looking at this rich and diversified inventory. Yes, a beautiful moment of intimacy, a silent smile, carrying a "bill" or a better future!

To be continued…

A customer who always appreciates Boutique JOURDAIN, the hospitality, the advice, the variety, and the quality that JOURDAIN has to offer.