Lent!
I can’t believe it’s time for Lent again. Again. Again. Again!
Last year, I felt like I had been in Lent for a year. Worse than Lent. I had given up going to my gym, given up going out to get groceries, and going out to eat, and going to the movies, and, worst of all, going over and visiting friends. Cooking for them. Cooking with them. Cracking jokes about silly little things that would only be funny because we’ve known each other for 30 years. And that of that? Poof. Gone in a pandemic.
And then, hurrah!, the vaccine! We got a shot in the arm and then, weeks later, a second one. After that second one took, we were able to go out and do stuff again. I went to Disneyworld! I went to Costco! I WENT OVER TO MY FRIENDS’ HOUSES AND WE COOKED TOGETHER!
Since then, the mask mandate wandered back and it looks like it might be wandering away again. Grocery delivery is still a thing, but it’s *LESS* of a thing and it’s not a big deal anymore to just stop by the grocery store on the way home and pick up some garlic bread or some bell peppers.
We went out to a restaurant with an outdoor deck for our 21st anniversary and sitting on that deck, we discussed that that was the first time we’d eaten out together in more than a year and a half (and, yeah, we haven’t gone out to eat since then). Still no movies. Still no gym.
So while it feels like we’ve been given so much back since the days of Safer at Home, there’s still so very much that we still don’t do.
For example: We had our IHOP pancakes delivered instead of going out there and sitting in the booth and discussing the last year. But we ate them and discussed the last year and it was good. We managed to accomplish so much! The deck has been treated and it is now good for a few more years. The roof was replaced. The trees in the back yard were pruned. So very many of the things we felt we couldn’t do because of the pandemic has now been done. We were in a place where we felt like we couldn’t even catch up. Now? It feels like we’re where we should have been last year.
So when it comes to giving stuff up for Lent? Well, I still feel like I’ve given up a lot. So I’ll do Metamucil again.
And *NEXT* year will be the year that will be normal enough to give something up without thinking that doing so would tipple topple everything.
(And I need another “Oh, I remember that song!” song for the post… here’s one.)
So… what are you giving up for Lent? Or, at least, meditating on?
Two years ago Lent was when the first restrictions kicked in. This past Sunday was our first mask-optional Mass since pre-omicron. From now on, I think, Lent is going to have a little bit of the feel for me that some people get from losing a loved one around Christmas.
Not giving up anything this Lent; going to take stuff on.Report
I joked on Twitter “I am giving up for Lent” but maybe I wonder if – in a different sense as I meant it originally – there’s not a deeper truth in there. There”s an old saying, “If you want to see God laugh, tell Him your plans” and that’s what these 2 1/2 plus years have been.
(Really, more like 4 years for me – this current cycle started with the very sudden death of a friend a few days before my birthday in 2018, and then was followed by losing my dad in mid 2019, followed by two other friends dying -separately – in car wrecks a few weeks later, then a health scare in January 2020, and then….well you all experienced the rest of what’s happened since March 2020).
I’ve spent a couple years staring into the abyss trying to make some peace with the realization that I, too, am mortal. I’m not there yet and probably won’t be there for a long time. But maybe not having big expectations of life is part of that and realizing that we’re basically blades of grass.
It makes my original plan to give up the stupid mobile match-3 games I play seem kind of dumb and trivial.Report
Marchmaine house has been working through some major medical matters, so it feels like the longest Lent already for us. Tempted to maybe ease up a bit, but decided to ‘lean in’ instead. As I’ve matured, I’ve gained a (tiny) bit of self-awareness and recognize that grand plans will fail, but micro penances I can multiply.
So I’ve entered into the hair-sock if not full hair-shirt phase of spiritual development.Report
I’ve entered the hair-sock phase of forgetting to vacuum.Report