I open Facebook this morning and see a message from a mom from school. She's a nurse in the ICU in a big hospital, in a town down the road..

I don't know this mommy very well, her daughter does play with my daughter and that's how to speak..
In the beginning of the #covid deluge (really the beginning, was January), she also talked about a flu. . . then came the first 'real' contamination, she got more information, and changed her look at COVID 19.

Her message today was a message that I tasted fatigue. The amount of services she has to do, the patients she is allowed to provide, the family she is allowed to talk to.
She shared the words “I hope it will be soon 2022 and that we will be behind this misery as much as possible
can siz'. She also had a newspaper articles.

Her message made me feel like I had to share it for a moment. I can tell you that after about 3 hours I removed it again.
It made me a little sad and angry. I'm a little naive, I think it's a trait that is sometimes sweet.
But let me put it this way, I like to see the best of man, I like to see the good thing but.
So also now with the joying with that #lockdown , the chances that we have to go on like this for another three weeks I am not happy with it, I have my opinion about it, but does not make sense.

But what I'm most worried about right now. And that's why I write this, to turn it off from me. Why can't you share something anymore? I proudly put my stew hachee and stew on the wood stove, I get the rigorous messages from a number of vegans. What I don't think with the wood stove and the particulate matter. Get my daughters a pack of fristi with a sour mat, I'm a degenerate mother that I give them so much sugar.
I get my fruit and vegetables from the supermarket that's not good because it's not from the local farmer.
How come you get completely finished for what you do, say or find?

My motto is “everything you give will get you back.”. But now I really feel a good dose of negativity.
I just hope that things will change soon, that we will snangle a little less, condemn, judge, burn down. . . . . . . or to be #doeslief

I'll have another cookie. And chocolate. And a little chips. And I wash it down with cola.

Naive, me?