Dear Governor Cuomo,
I just wanted to take a brief moment to once again thank you for all that you are doing for the people of New York. I suppose that there are as many coping mechanisms as there are people. For me, there are two things that work in tandem to help me get through the days. The first is ensuring that I see your briefing every day. It has gotten to be so commonplace in our house that my fifteen year old can recognize what he calls the “Cuomo hold music”. I have been an intermittent faster for a while and your presence every day typically hails the breaking of my fast. So in addition to being glad to hear what you have to say, I have begun to associate seeing you with having my morning coffee. Really, it is just an additional comfort.
The other mechanism is running. I have taken to running. Almost every day. Today, you said that you were taking it up again. That you were going to run with your daughter. And that you would be beating her one of these days. I wish you luck in that endeavor.
I am out on Long Island and the percentage of our cases are increasing. I can tell you that a friend of mine told me today that a neighbor had a bunch of people over in their yard the night before. The kids were running all over. I can’t lie, it was disturbing to me. I can’t understand the thought process. It makes no sense.
There has also been a marked increase in those wearing masks when I am out. I worry that these people find a false sense of security while having these on. My 77 year old mother thinks she needs one. I ask her where she thinks she will go if she has one. She said that maybe she would want to do her own grocery shopping. I keep telling her that it only protects other people from getting infected from her. That if she were to go out now, it would make all of the homebound weeks for nothing. Still, she asks me every day. I worry that she will make bad choices. Let her guard down. I can only continue to stress the importance of remaining at home.
I know that remaining home is not an option for you. Please continue to take care of yourself. There is only one of you . We at home, may actually feel better if you were wrapped in plastic every day. We yearn for the day when we look back at our cabin fever (prone to irrational outbursts) and laugh. A day when maybe we are all out running in the sunshine together, not because we have to, but because we want to be together. Thank you for keeping us informed, scaring us, making us cry, uniting us and reminding us to rejoice in being in this together as New Yorkers.
See you tomorrow