Seeing faces again

I returned to Toronto on Friday at 4:30 a.m. in the morning. I’ve gone out every day since I have been back and I have to say it’s lovely not having to wear a mask, and not having to show my vaccine receipts to anyone. This is the way it should have been from the very beginning.

During my trip I was tested for COVID twice and both tests came back negative. Since the pandemic hit I’ve pretty much lived my life as normally as possible, and when restrictions were lifted I was always the first one out on a pub patio, or inside a restaurant, or taking in the new exhibition at the Art Gallery of Ontario, enjoying my life, because I only have this one.

I have hugged many people, I have shaken hands with nearly everyone who is willing. I have put my arms around friends and colleagues when they’ve needed some support.

In all of this I have yet to get sick. The last time I was sick was in January 2018. Again, I attribute my health to being healthy. That means proper exercise and diet. It also means laughing, and joking and doing the things that make me active and healthy.

COVID never gave me permission, as it did so many others, to wag my finger at those I perceived who were morally inferior to me. It never gave me permission to treat others like garbage for exercising their own free.

I have had the unvaccinated over to my apartment for dinner. I have hugged them and listened to them. I have never once used this pandemic as an excuse to be a complete and total asshole.

What it did to many Canadians was give them permission to do what they love, and that is to act like they are morally superior to others, and to tell others what they should and shouldn’t do. I’m never going to be that person. But generally speaking, Canadians love being that person.

There was and still is no talk about healthy lifestyle choices. I haven’t seen one report on the mainstream media that promotes moving your body more, eating food rich in vegetables and fruit. Nothing.

I’m thrilled that I can walk around mask-less now, and that I can see the faces of those who I care a lot about. It makes me smile.

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