So this is the official Christmas countdown here in our country as I write this post. By the time I’m done with this post, those minutes and seconds have already moved.
It used to be that I start my countdown as soon as the BER months begin. This pandemic changed everything. It used to be that I was always excited to play Christmas songs and listen to those lovely melodies of old. By this time around in the previous years, I have already done my purchase of Christmas gifts to family members. I can’t think of items that would be easier to buy online since I have no intention of going to the malls and risking myself with Covid 19.
The truth is I am not really enthusiastic to do my own Christmas countdown except today for the sake of this post. I am not even thinking of bringing out the Christmas decor to choose which to use when December comes. Another effect of Covid 19. One thing that it brought me though is that I am able to attend masses online every day because almost all churches here go live from 6am until around 9pm. I could choose which mass to attend.
The Department of Health previously said that they have no intention of zeroing out those who were found positive of the virus. To each his own? We have reached more than 350,000 cases to date. They have acquired loans by the billions but until now, no concrete plans are in place. Where did the money go? They even changed the dates of our social security pension maybe without studying the repercussions of it. Mine was late for almost a month and so were the rest of the pensioners’s. Kawawa yung mga umaasa sa pension nila para bumili ng basic necessities at gamot.
This pandemic is surely getting to the nerves of everyone. How are you coping with it?
NO! I’m not counting! 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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I know Pete…haha!
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Wow countdown, ang saya 🌲
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Medyo malungkot siguro ang Pasko 2020.
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Sigurado yon! Pero sana lang magkasama sama ang pamilya, ok na sa akin yon!
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Yan ding ang pangarap ko ngayong Pasko. Magkakasama kahit walang masyadong handa.
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Oo nga. Sana!
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I love Christmas, but not too early. My days seem to fly by though. Probably a function of my age.
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Hi Maggie, I think most of us are not yet into Christmas mood. It is too early. Here in our country, we celebrate the Christmas season the longest.
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We usually decorate right after Thanksgiving and do not take decorations down until after the first of the year. This year we need something to look forward to.
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That is so true, I don’t know I am not yet that inspired.
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i’m definitely not counting. it looks like a quiet Christmas for me. 🙂 🙂
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I think it would a quiet one for all of us because of this pandemic.
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We have 8 million cases so far with about 60,000 new ones a day. I just calculated the difference in our countries. We have about three times the population and 24 times the cases! I am beyond sick of the total mishandling of this in a supposedly “advanced” nation.
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That is definitely alarming.
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Too bad the man in charge isn’t worried a bit.
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😦
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We won’t think about Christmas until after Thanksgiving at the end of November.
Everyone is tired of the virus! After six months we finally know three people who have contracted it. We were blessed to have family members living with us and to see a few people who attended church in person. We still shop at grocery stores, always wearing our masks as required. We don’t meet anyone when we walk, so we continued that without interruption. Doctors’ offices are open. If anything, going to a doctor is better than before. The office staffs schedule people efficiently so that no one sits in the waiting rooms. I hope that continues! We eat inside restaurants. People sit far apart, further than I feel is necessary. No one in our extended family has lost a job or business, though there are many people who have been devastated by the shutdowns. We give thanks daily for all our many blessings.
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You still live a pretty normal life Anne and you are blessed. There are so many restrictions here that you would choose not to go out at all. We don’t have places that we could go to without using any type of transportation because we live in the city. It is a good thing we have a grocery store here at the gate of the village although the items are not that complete but we get by somehow. Most of our food are delivered.
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Because you’ve written about it, I’m aware that you can’t move about like we can. And to not see Nate all this time!!! That’s awful. We haven’t seen our Nate since things were shut down, but we’re supposed to bring him here for a short weekend in a week or so.
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I miss the little guy Anne. Even if we chat most of the time, I miss the hugs and kisses.
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There is nothing like a hug from a beloved grandson!
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So true Anne!
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No countdown here, Arlene. It’s too early for me to think of Christmas. But I do have to start making my calendars that I send to friends every year. As to the pandemic and how we cope … one day at a time and trying to stay safe and positive. 🙂
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Personalized calendars, that’s lovely Sabine. I like that….coping one day at a time.
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Coping one day at a time is really all we can do at this point. As far as the calendars go, I’ve been making them for over a decade using my photographs that I take throughout the year.
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Wow, you are truly gifted and so creative Sabine.
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Thanks! It’s fun to do and it’s also practical. I know the younger generation does everything on the cellphone, but my friends and I still enjoy having a calendar on the wall.
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The best gifts we could give to friends are those we made ourselves. It’s labor of love so to speak.
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