After being in intensive care for ten days, my mom was discharged from the hospital after COVID-caused pneumonia caused her to become very, very ill. My dad and my sister came down with less-severe-but-still-really-unpleasant COVID at the same time and I was quarantining with my brother and sister-in-law. And you know what? It was hard.
It was so hard not being able to GO to her or visit her in the hospital. It was hard to not understand all the medical terminology. It was hard to not know what to do.
She is still recovering, and will likely be on oxygen for at least two more months. The COVID cases that are serious are really serious. Dad and Claire took about three weeks to really start to feel better. I came down with it a couple weeks ago and I’m still feeling a little under the weather.
Around the same time, a high school friend of my mom’s became quite sick with COVID as well, and was hospitalized. Her stats looked a lot like my mom’s stats and I was so saddened to hear that she passed away a little more than a week ago. I wanted to take a moment and remember my own experience with Mary. She had the kindest heart and she was one of my earliest supporters when I turned to painting. She was actually one of the first people to commission a painting from me, and it is one that you have certainly seen before! The Scottish Thistle painting she had me paint was special to her because her dad was from Scotland and she thought it would be a beautiful way to remember him. Each year, I’d hear from her as she ordered an ornament from me, and she was a constant presence of encouragement and kind words on so many Facebook posts. My heart and prayers are with her family as they grieve.
The hard times and the really good times seem to both do the same thing–they concentrate the important things. The people and places that really matter to you suddenly come into focus and you can let everything else slide for a little while. In the midst of this last six weeks that have been so hard in so many ways, there are moments that shine so brightly for the light and love that I saw.
We heard from so many of my mom’s friends, from people she had only met once to people who have known her since she was a little girl, from people in her hometown to co-workers scattered across the globe. To see the impact that she has had, and the love that so many people have for her made me tear up again and again. If you are lucky enough to know my mom, you know that she has an exuberance and a silly streak and a super-extroverted way of making friends with just about everyone.
People around the world lifted my mom up in prayer, and I’m so thankful. I’m thankful that in the hardest moments I know that God is with us and we are not alone. I’m thankful for the people who reached out to show us the Lord’s love in such a real way and I’m thankful that when I bring suffering and heartache before God, I know that He has already suffered immeasurably more and cares so deeply.
Thank you for recording voice memos for Mom to listen to. Thank you for sending songs and Bible verses and encouraging words. Thank you, thank you. Thank you for sending food, making drives, mailing notes, and giving hugs. Thanks to the very good nurses who took care of my mom in the hospital when none of us could be there, and for the doctors that acted fast and the EMTs who came quickly and gave her life-saving oxygen and took her to the hospital. A HUGE thank you to Megan, Ashley, Phil, and Kelly who translated medical terminology for us, for constantly checking in and making sure we were taking care of ourselves. To all our friends and family, thank you.
For me, COVID has been a fatigue-inducing, achy, taste-and-smell-stealing, exhausting few weeks, but I’m coming out of it and am really looking forward to getting back to painting and teaching and showing up for the people in my life. It is a fact that sometimes the hard things take a while to work through, and I know from experience that having a creative outlet to turn to can really help with healing and processing. If you or any friends or loved ones need something creative to help you with that process, please reach out to me at firstname.lastname@example.org because I want to help. If there is anything you need prayer for, let me know.
For now, I’ll leave you with this beautiful song with words that will be familiar to so many of you.