I’m sick again. Both literally and figuratively. Sick with what feels like another flu, and sick of feeling so helpless in the midst of all the crazy in the world right now.
I had this past Friday off for Chinese New Year (the perks of working for a company with a head office in China). So I spent the day chillin’ with my favourite little man, my nephew. Unfortunately, he had the sniffles and naturally, since my immune system is in the same category as small children and the elderly, I managed to catch whatever it is he had. It was totally worth it and I would do it again in a heatbeat, but today my nose is stuffed and my chest is congested. I made it to work this morning, but it was such a battle to peel myself out of bed this morning. I feel exhausted from just being awake. I can’t believe I am sick again. This is flu number 3 in as many months. Brutal. I am chugging the flu meds and trying the homeopathic stuff too. Hoping something helps kick this out out of me soon.
The weekend was also spent in complete disbelief regarding world events. Trumps ode to fascism circa Germany in the 1930’s is difficult to watch. And then, even closer to home, a mass shootings at a mosque in Quebec. Another targeted attack at the Muslim community. It is just too much for a Muslim-Canadian girl to comprehend.
Today, my thoughts and prayers are with the victims and families involved in the Quebec shooting. And I am proud to read the stories of all the efforts to quash Trump’s blatant racism across the border. Despite the Quebec shooting, I do think I am incredibly lucky to live in Canada as opposed to America right now. I watch with bated breath each day hoping things don’t get much worse for the Muslim community. I will make donations to assist as best I can, but still I feel helpless and my heat is heavy with sadness right now.
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