Good evening. Tuesday blog. Many of us on the Widow path, we don’t hear a lot of anything. Nobody knows that path or what to say about it. Not until you slip on those shoes. If I had not learned positive choices and how to make positive decisions, I would be buried in depression. Denny would say things about death, while I tried to maintain positivity. It is a choice. I would say, you do not know that, God could take me home first. Let’s just enjoy whatever amount of time God gives us! Positive or not, it was hardest not to fall apart in front of him. So, we are 38 weeks out. I can scarcely believe that amount of time. I’m still smiling, I’m still breathing, I’m still doing. With the COVID-19 rearing it’s ugly and scary head everywhere. You would think that seniors would have a certain amount of common sense, more than teenagers. It seems not. I thought being with seniors would be safe. Going to sporting events every week. I was with family on a beautiful Saturday afternoon, always in my mask. Got home maybe 3 or 4 hours later. I started shivering, that has always been a sign for me, fever. It was already over 101. I called my kids. My daughter in law took me on Sunday, the next day, for the test. I went on Monday morning, bloodwork and chest X-ray. Both clear. I thought I was in the green. Monday and Tuesday I walked 6 miles each day, I felt great. I made cupcakes and a B-day cake for grandkids. Wednesday morning I was already for bowling. That’s when the call came, you are positive. I thought I was going to pass out, I felt sick. My other symptoms, no smell or taste. It is not back yet! The health department called, they are very thorough. My head was on backwards. I was cocky enough to think, my test will be negative. Family was upset with me, and I don’t blame them. My biggest prayer from the time this started, right after Denny passed, was for my family to be safe. My mom at 87 and my great grandson at 10 months. I put them at risk. It was traced back to the bowling alley. Today it was shut down. Five cases, positive, with masks, except the one giving the virus. Don’t think it can’t happen. God will show you different. All of the baking, right in the trash. I am not contagious now, only with the fever. Isolation for me and quarantine for mom. Hard lesson learned! So, tonight I chose for my blog to be positive, if you are waiting out COVID-19. Lots of sleep and lots of water, God saw me through. He forgave me my carelessness. My blog from the beginning was about sharing my heart, with what we were facing. Now, over a year and a half, I have covered a lot of ground. I pray on my knees at night, for a good restful night of sleep, I choose happy, joy and positivity. I feel mine was mild, because I am healthy from walking. That is my COVID-19 story. Mine has ended, I know that is not the case for so many. My heart breaks for all. God and prayer, that’s my only path. I still face the pain of grief everyday. God is good! Good night. God bless.❤️🤗🙏🏻🤗❤️
Marilyn’s Heart 