My Journal of a COVID-19 Year, Day 9: “This is my letter to the world”

Perhaps you have seen them, and I am late to the game. I have seen chalk messages on Facebook, but this morning I came upon two during my walk to the store. These random messages of hope are apparently becoming part of our collective coping mechanism. Yesterday my friends were telling me about a “socially distant” neighborhood picnic, with each family eating on their own porches and drawing chalk messages on their sidewalks.

What could capture the hopeful spirit of this impermanent time better than a positive message drawn in chalk left for the world? We cannot touch each other, but we can touch each other and maybe provide just the encouragement to manage another day.

Please don’t tell me about environmental impact of colored chalk entering our water source, surely we’ve made up for it in other ways during these days of less.

All I know is I now have a driveway, and I’m going to get me some chalk.

Be safe, be strong