I think I speak for a lot of people when I say that the last few months have been difficult in a lot of ways. From the the obvious uncertainty to economic uncertainties, the past spring has been hard.
Over the weekend, I got a bit of a much needed reprieve from the stresses of everything going on when I got to hang out with a friend for the first time since March. This was the one thing I think I needed most, despite not knowing I needed it at the time.
I was out working Saturday when I got a text message from a friend who wanted to know if I was up to anything. He mentioned that he was heading to Pecan Grove Park for Juneteenth celebrations and wanted to know if I wanted to go.
Through all of the pandemic, I’ve done my best to take care of myself. I regularly wear a mask outside, limit my time outdoors, and social distance as much as I can.
However, the lack of human interaction has started to get to me. With that in mind, I decided to get out for a little bit and enjoy the outdoors for the first time in several months.
We met at the event and then decided to pull away and enjoy the rest of the park through a game of disc golf.
It was my first time playing, but my friend said I was decent for a newcomer. By that, he meant that I could throw in straight line, even if it didn’t go near as far as his throws.
In the hour or so that we played, I was able to forget everything else that was going on. I didn’t have to worry about the stresses of the daily workload, the current troubles going on or any of the other stresses. Instead, all I had to worry about was getting that disc to the basket in as few throws as possible.
With everything I’ve had going on, it has been easy to forget about the simple things in life: seeing a friend, getting some fresh air.
As the old saying goes, you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone. In this case, I think it was more you don’t know what you’ve been missing until you find it again.