Written by Tim Bigelow
August 19, 2021: One of many recent days that should be free from Covid … but isn’t.
Let’s talk about freedom for a little bit. No, not freedom from want or fear. Not freedom from tyranny or oppression (although there are some who are touting this level of freedom so they can rant and rave about the utter inhumanity of mask or vaccination mandates).
No, I’m talking about the freedom I thought we were going to have as we moved on from this stupid Covid pandemic. The freedom we were all hoping for when we heard about the miraculous vaccines that our wonderful scientists were able to develop in record time. When we would reach the mythical herd immunity that would allow us to get together again, go to weddings and parties and trips to Europe or Baltimore.
But NOOOO!!!! No, no, no, no. That freedom has been delayed. Diverted…
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Please accept our heartiest thanks for articulating the feelings so many of us have. Its like watching a sinister rise of the ‘hollow men’. And that’s all I want to say about that.
My husband and I are in a similar situation as you are. Seven years since mbc diagnosis, but for only a month or so now, moving to palliative care only. Tom has probably earned the title Tom Tent, as his shelter has been so kind, strong and committed. Your willingness to describe and evaluate the peculiar, intense life that unfolds with mbc has been a phenomenal support to us.
To our surprise, we were gifted with our first grand child in July. We were able to fly to MT from ME to be with our oldest son and his wife for over a week, cementing a love for the new baby and parents that I could only imagine before. Wow.
Know that you have grateful readers here, wishing you days of presence, laughter, connection and love.
Marcia and Tom Jamrog, midcoast Maine
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