You're allowed to be disappointed.

It's okay to feel scared, anxious, and a whole lot of love right now.

My dad went to the hospital yesterday. For gout. Not the virus.

But still, my brain wanted to freak out.

So I let myself feel all the emotions. Worry. Fear. Helplessness. Even grief.

I cried. I breathed deep.

Then from a calmer place, I directed my brain to think about other possibilities.

That he'll be taken care of. He'll be okay.

In fact, today he called to say he's being taken care of in a quiet hospital (NOT what the media is reporting).

He's okay. Me too. I'm reminded. It's okay to feel scared, anxious, and a whole lot of gratitude right now.