Illustration of the coronavirus (Pixabay/Thor Deichmann)

 

I wasn’t sure what it would look like, or how terrible it would be, but deep in my gut I felt something squirming. An awareness. A knowing. An intuition. I had a feeling that bad days were ahead.

I am fairly certain that my intuition that we were heading toward a humanitarian crisis wasn’t unusual. I know I am not unique in this regard. It’s connected to the recent uptick in the popularity of dystopian novels and films. It’s related to the fear and anxiety that caused this nation to elect a racist, misogynistic and xenophobic president — to latch onto his tendency to scapegoat and split the unity that formed our identity. I’ve sat in circles with other sisters many times, musing over what we might do once a time of trouble arrived.

But I never thought it would be like this, a global coronavirus pandemic. Yet here we are. The crisis has arrived, and it is serious and costly…  [This is the beginning of my latest column for the online newspaper, Global Sisters Report. Continue reading here.]

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  1. very disappointed to read your description of our president. really? would you rather have had a pro choice pro youth pro money person at the helm…in this time of deep darkness in our country and world, isnt it better to pull together and support the president facing unprecedented times during this pandemic, rather than bash him. wow, guess i will be crossing you off the list of a truly believing catholic doctrine following sister. SO disappointed,.