Today is the twentieth day of stay at home isolation. I feel as if I lucked out with this situation because I am in isolation with two others and am not alone. We spend most of our time separated in our rooms but we share two meals together each day, language lessons, an occasional film and sometimes afternoon coffee. My life is more social now in isolation with these two than it was before the government action became necessary.
I am aware of the fact that either of us could become infected with the CoVid-19 virus and infect the others, that my age puts me at greater risk of death if I become infected and even if we are taking the recommended precautions, (face masks, latex gloves, proper distancing while outside, etc.) infection might still occur.
My two hotel mates had to make one last trip today to close their other operation and then visit their father and other sister. I have come to know the family through get togethers before the virus restrictions were in place and they invited me to join them to their father’s home. We traveled in Eduardo’s car because his license plate number permitted him to drive today, had lunch at their family home and returned to the hotel.
I have learned over the years to not make decisions in my life from a point of fear but rather from a point of love. I am completely aware of the possible consequences of my actions today and unlike Mr Trump, I accept complete responsibility. I have come to love this family as my own. I could not turn down a visit with the people I love. Life is too short. Under the best of circumstances, life can end in an instant. Under our present circumstances it could end much sooner.