Morning has arrived. The sun is bright, the temperature not as warm but still not cold and there are plans for the day.
Covic-19 has made a real mess of a lot of things. We all know the list, people kept apart, jobs lost, businesses closed. On and on it goes. We are months into this pandemic and people are growing weary. The youngest are suffering, even as they try to understand. This weekend, has to be for them- in a careful manner.
I agreed weeks ago to participate in a Trunk or Treat. We will line our vehicles up and hand out candy to the kids. It is an event sponsored by the church. Yesterday we got a reminder that all who participate will need to wear a mask and gloves. A table will be placed at the back of the vehicles to add distance between the kids and the giver of the candy.
As hard as this has been on the adults, trying to find ways to get through this, we have resources our children do not. They depend on us to help them navigate their way through.
We understand virtual meetings and remote working. They miss their friends and the social lessons they have been learning. We can get out and enjoy a bike ride, a hike, family events, but they miss the mass gatherings in school with friends. They miss the pep rallies, the sporting events, the dances. We as adults have learned how to accept the restrictions and move forward, they still struggle.
Tonight, I will add my vehicle to the line up, I will be prepared as instructed, I will try, to help the kids forget just for a while, what this year has been.
All the while, I will be thinking of how this event has changed over the years. I remember as a child carrying a bag and going door to door, filling up one bag and then going back for more. When my son came along and was ready for this event, it had gotten dangerous. People were putting things like needles or razor blades into the offerings. Hospitals set up areas where candy could be scanned. Any candy not wrapped well was discarded. Small towns and shopping malls stood up and held Trick or Treat events allowing the kids to come to their stores for candy. It was safer, the kids still were able to play, however it was not the same. But they didn’t know that.As time passed, churches and groups began to hold ‘fall festivals’ where the kids could come in costume, play games and earn candy prizes. Many even had hot dogs or walking nachos or some other easy food and drink to go along with the fun.
Now, we have a pandemic that has taken so much and threatens more. Our kids are suffering. I’m so glad that we will be doing this, even altered, for the kids. And for the kids at heart. Excuse me, I need to go get my costume together..its going to be a fun evening, I know it in my heart.