Happy to be sad

My grandmother died three months ago.

Since then, the year has not improved.

Now, there are many more who are grappling with grief. Grief for a loved one taken too soon, grief for a world that is halted in its tracks by the specter of an invisible enemy, grief for a time when we were established in our routines.

And yet, there are so many silver linings. We have learned to connect better in spite of distance, to reawaken the promise of the internet to multiply things like art and knowledge and goodwill. We have learned what skies can look like when we pause the traffic. We have been reminded that the most important things are not material, and refocused on health, family, friends, time.

So I’m happy when I think about my grandmother and feel sad. Because that means that I’m still here, that her memory is still alive, and that she is not having to go through this difficult time.

We have worked on a couple new support products, organic tea blends for this difficult time. One is a blend that strengthens the respiratory system and protects the lungs. The other is a mood boosting blend to help buffer us from anxiety.

For all the challenge that these times bring us, remember to care for each other, to share the good that you see.

Be happy to still BE.