The Pandemic’s Silver Lining: A Much-Needed Lesson
Reflecting four years later

Author’s Note: many people lost loved ones during the Covid-19 pandemic, particularly during the beginning stages. This story is in no way meant to diminish the tragedies suffered or human lives lost.
I remember when it really hit me.
March 20, 2020.
That’s the day when I first thought “this is it” — that this pandemic everyone was talking about was actually real. And it was here.
I mean, I believed it before. Of course I knew what was happening. But on this day, I felt it.
Businesses where I live had recently been ordered to shutter; only essential services remained open. My place of employment was included on that list, but I had requested a two-week leave of absence to get my head wrapped around everything. (I never ended up going back, for unrelated reasons.)
The shelves in stores were beginning to empty. I took notice after my last shift, while in the pharmacy section of my local Walmart. My eyes searched for the product I was in need of, while my body responded by gifting me a miniature-but-effective panic attack. There’s a first time for everything, I guess.
That was the beginning of the chaos.
Now, not every aspect of the pandemic was difficult — though it was difficult. I can not understate the negative impact it had on both our mental and physical health.
But out of the turmoil, a lesson emerged.
It was time to slow down.
And I — along with many others around me — began to understand that this slower-paced lifestyle was good for us. That the “go go go” pace we’d previously subscribed to was not serving us well.
We started to bloom.
My family and I filled our time rock-painting, building new Lego sets (ordered online, of course), and eating lunch outside.
We went on family walks, played board games together, and took scenic drives past farmlands filled with horses.
We took silly photos, searched for bugs on the lawn, and reached out to friends more often.
(I think we remembered why we all liked each other.)
We were given this gift of time — maybe too much time — and we saw the value in it.

Now, life has returned to a relative normal. The pace has picked back up.
Some of us, however, have refused to revert — at least not fully. We have prioritized finding a better balance in life — one where free time is placed of higher importance, and the “rat race” shoved farther into our memories.
That isn’t to say that we have perfected it. I know I certainly haven’t!
But what I have done is achieved a better sense of peace and calm in my life. And it’s one that I definitely don’t take for granted. And it’s absolutely one that I don’t want to lose.
Life changed for me on March 20, 2020. And I don’t ever want to go back.
Yes, I am feeling very lucky these days.
I just wish it hadn’t taken a pandemic to make it happen.






