Pandemic Positives

A pandemic in a capitalist society inhabited by a social species.  It's a no-win situation, it really is, but we've managed to muddle through.  It's not been without losses and controversy, and there's been reams written about all the negative aspects.  A large part of my arsenal against Depression is positivity, and there have been times this pandemic seems to have exhausted my ammunition, but something happened the other day that has me locked and loaded, at least for a little while. 

I'm not even sure why it touched me as it has.  I have known about and even gone to local food pantries when I needed to.  Almost every church in my area has at least a little closet full of beans and rice for those in need.  One church even brings residents of my building a little meal once a month and a bag of groceries at Christmas.  Really, this event was just an extension of that.

A loud knock on my door Saturday morning.  A gleeful command to come downstairs and get my free food.  I didn't need anything, but I've never been known to turn away someone who is trying to help me out, so I go.  These people brought me two big boxes of food, some frozen meat, and a ten pound bag of potatoes!  All I had to do was help tote the boxes to my kitchen.  

I did go back to the truck since I'm one of the spryer residents, but I think there were a dozen people out there.  So I got the heck out of their way.  Maybe it was the fact that they took the time to load up a truck and deliver the stuff.  Maybe it was the sheer amount.  Maybe it was the big smiles and laughter that came with the food.  

As Mr. Rogers says, look for the helpers.  The helpers are always there.  Even in a disaster.  I thank these helpers that Saturday.  They filled my pantry, my belly, and (best of all) my heart.  We're getting through this thing because of people like them.