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Living in the 1980's...


This has been the strangest few weeks I've lived in a long time!  I saw a meme the other day that said who knew that my favorite three things were going out to eat, shopping at non-essential stores and touching my face?!  Turns out that meme was exactly me! 😆

 Kidding aside, have you felt depressed?  Sad?  Frustrated?  Angry?  Scared?  I have.  This is a time that we as a world haven't faced and it has emotions running amok! 

 It's also hard to watch the politics play out pitting one side against the other yet again.  Seems like our nation will never be able to get along.

 Then we are seeing people being afflicted with Covid-19, seeing people on the front lines work tirelessly to save lives.  We're seeing others let go from the one job that is keeping them eating and living under a roof, such as it might be.  We're seeing national companies scramble to figure out how to respond to this crisis.

 You know what else I've noticed?  I've felt a 1980's vibe and I've been enjoying it.

 I've seen more people walking in my neighborhood than I ever have.  Families are spending time together outside.  There are no activities vying for their time.  There is no hurry.

 I've seen families working together to do household projects, play games, make dinner, and play board games.  There have been family movie nights, binge watching of shows.  

 Families are coming together.

 The way our lives are going currently I feel like a little girl living in NYC, spending her time with her dad, mom and brother watching the Smurfs on a Saturday morning while eating cereals in our pj's in the living room.  I feel like a 5th/6th grader in Kansas City spending the weekend with my parents, brother and little sister.  No agendas.  Just family.  And I feel some of the angst of a new teenager moving to a new city, not being able to see my friends I'd left behind and desperately clinging to my family and also desperate to rid myself of their grasp to meet new people.  

 See?  Feels like the 80's to me.  

 Best part is that we are each in control of our attitude and how we approach these times.  You can do it with fear, with anger or with joy.  I've experienced all of the emotions, but in the end, I'm feeling peace that God is bigger than all of this.  

 I pray that when things get back to "normal" that it doesn't completely.  We need to remember how important people are, connections are, our families are.  The things that were stealing our time have gone one without us and it's okay.  Those things were not necessary for living (well, maybe not all things - job are necessary!).  But the rest of those activities tugging at you from all sides - they didn't need you!  And you didn't need all of them.  Stop and enjoy the 80's vibe with me, will you?

 Now I want to pull out Girls Just Want to Have Fun, grab my Smurf and my Care Bear, make a big jug of Tang and chill with the family!

 Here's some fun nostaglia for those interested in reminiscing about the 80's some more!

 80's Fads - How many do you remember?
Events of the 80's

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