I heard that we are in the same boat. But it’s not like that. We are in the same storm, but not in the same boat. Your ship can be shipwrecked and mine cannot. Or vice versa.
For some, quarantine is optimal: moment of reflection, of reconnection. Easy, in flip flops, with a whiskey or tea.
For others, this is a desperate crisis. For others it is facing loneliness. For some, a peace, rest time, vacation. For others, torture: How am I going to pay my bills?
Some are concerned about a brand of chocolate for Easter (this year there were no rich chocolates). Others are concerned about the bread for the weekend, if the noodles and sardines will last for a few more days.
Some are in their “home office”. Others are looking through trash to survive. Some want to go back to work because they are running out of money.
Others want to kill those who break the quarantine. Some need to break the quarantine to stand in line at the banks, marketplaces, grocery stores. Others to escape.
Others criticize the government for the lines.
Some have faith in God and expect miracles during this 2020. Others say the worse is yet to come.
So, friends, we are not in the same boat.
We are going through a time when our perceptions and needs are completely different. And each one will emerge, in his own way, from that storm.
Some with a tan from their pool. Others with scars on the soul (for invisible reasons).
It is very important to see beyond what is seen at first glance. Not just looking, more than looking, seeing. See beyond the political party, beyond religion, beyond the nose on your face.
Do not underestimate the pain of others if you do not feel it. Do not judge the good life of the other, do not condemn the bad life of the other. Just don’t be a judge. Let us not judge the one who lacks, as well as the one who exceeds him.
We are on different ships looking to survive. Let everyone navigate their route with respect, empathy and social solidarity.