Last week around this time, I was supposed to be in an Air France flight departing for Italy where I was going to start a 3-week trip through Europe. (Yes, my first euro-trip that I’ve been postponing for the last 3 years!)
Instead, I’m seated in front of my computer writing a blog post after having worked for 11 hours from home due to the fact that a big percentage of the world population is in quarantine as a result of a global pandemic. How about that?
The last 6-weeks have been hectic, to say the least. It feels like life changed in the blink of an eye and we are still trying to adapt to social distancing, working remotely and not leaving your home unless necessary from one day to the other. So, with that adaption comes anxiety, insomnia and questioning.
For me, this pandemic has made me question if everything really happens for a reason or if that phrase is something we only tell ourselves to cope with change, loss, uncertainty and ambiguity.
Then, last weekend as I was driving on the freeway to my parent’s house after paying a quick visit to my deserted apartment in the city, a crazy storm (air, hail and a weird atmospheric phenomenon) that made me feel in an end-of-the-world movie started pouring on me. When I finally made it home, I thought “Well, thank you God, that was scary!” and then I went back to my quarantine existential questioning. What if I had had a major car accident or if that phenomenon had turn into a tornado? That night, I concluded that maybe, everything does happen for a reason, after all. Reasons that maybe we won’t ever know.
Pardon me if I’m being a little over dramatic here. I’m not saying, by any means, that a global pandemic had to happen to stop me from going to Europe and save me from something bad or crazy; but, what’s the reason behind a global pandemic that has sadly end with the lives of >100 thousand people in the world? What do we have to learn or change as modern society? Or is this just a natural phenomenon that happens every one hundred years to balance out world population?
Whatever your answer to yourself is… is that something you sincerely believe? Or is that what you would like to believe to help you sail around life?
As far as me goes, after a lot of thought, I’m choosing to believe this: Yes, most of life’s events happen for a reason. I’m just trying to push my limited mortal eyes to see things from a higher perspective through this moments.
Unapologetic Thoughts 