It’s been an overwhelming ride of highs and lows. We’ve all had to rethink how to live with the frenzy of the pandemic – COVID 19.
My lack of blogging has been due to many obstacles. Today, I am presently on my 13th day of COVID. Because this virus is so new, there is no appropriate time frames for when you will get better. This is my second bout with this virus. My first was in January, 2020. Click here for that adventure.
I’ve had every symptom listed by the CDC. Although, I’m recovering slowly I continue with body aches, difficulty breathing and lack of taste. For those wondering whether or not I am vaccinated – I am. I have been vigilant to stay safe with minimum contact with people and plenty of hadn sanitizing. I believe that if I had not been vaccinated I would have been in the hospital on a ventilator. I have breathing issues due to PE (pulmonary embolisms). I am beginning to see the possibility of a full recovery and am grateful everyday for that.
However, you want to look at life, the main thing to remember is that you are not alone.
There is always someone guiding you in whatever form you choose to believe. Take comfort in knowing that the challenges you’re given are because you can endure them; no one gets what they can’t conquer.
Life is rich and abundant. Nature provides us with beauty, joy and visual colors. If you look around, you can see that people add variety to life, too. Observe the many colors, shapes, sizes and personalities of these creations. The variety of what we see, when we really look is what makes life interesting and unpredictable. Life is never boring because you can make it whatever you want it to be.
Thank you, my blogging friends and followers, for helping to make my last year spectacular.
Anthony, Dad wants you to pile the wood he chopped last Saturday.
I watched him as he went to the barn for the wheel-barrow. The doctors said to keep him active, and his hyper-active behavior will calm down. Many kids with ADHD become productive adults.
It had snowed the night before. Pushing the wheel-barrow was tough.
He was done and stood proud as he viewed his work.
Momma, come on out to see the woodpile.
Bewildered, she hid her emotions.
Anthony, my sweet boy, you’ve added the woodpile to the front of the house instead of the back.
Wood Bouys & Straw vessel – Aruba History Museum photograph©Isadora DeLaVega
Printing blocks – Aruba History Museum photograph©Isadora DeLaVega 
Storage vessels on fishing boats – Aruba History Museum photograph©Isadora DeLaVega 
Sapphire Wings 2021©Isadora De La Vega![spa-660x440[1]](https://insidethemindofisadora.files.wordpress.com/2014/04/spa-660x4401.jpg?w=300)
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