Most of us have our health. How many people are home- or hospital-bound, bored, lonely and feel miserable? We all have a choice as to whether or not we venture out, but we are making the right choice to stay in to avoid catching or spreading the virus. Those who lack mobility have no choice; they must always depend on others to take them out.
Jokes abound about nursing home residents amusing themselves playing bingo, Uno and Skip Bo, but I've seen evidence of the younger home-bound among us amusing themselves and others with little more than rolls of toilet paper: making replicas of the Taj Mahal; using them as eyes to make the toilet into a squat , white other-worldly creature; hiding it away under the floorboards like a treasure for the next resident to unearth, 'writing' messages to passing motorists in the windows, "You honk; we drink!" and more.
Perhaps when the pandemic is over, we can all find it in ourselves to visit a care facility to read to or play a game with a resident. Maybe one of these days that kindness will be visited back onto us.
This eerily beautiful painting, by Maxim Vorobiev, is entitled Oak Fractured by Light. I, again, encourage you to look up a better image of it than my phone could provide.
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