It’s been such a challenging week in our rural Upper Peninsula county. Heartbreaking. So utterly sad.
This morning our weekly newspaper, the L’Anse Sentinel (which my husband edits), hit the stands.
The lead story quotes the administrator of Bayside Village Nursing Home in town saying that 50 residents have tested positive with covid since the first case on November 15th.
Thirteen died in the past week. Thirteen beloved grandmas, grandpas, moms, dads.
The community is in mourning. Obituaries fill two pages of the paper.
Twenty-five staff members have also tested positive so far.
(The state’s coronavirus numbers yesterday do not reflect all the cases and deaths yet because their cutoff for recording occurred on November 28th.)
Dear Holy: I pray for our community. For those children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, nieces, nephews, aunts, uncles, brothers and sisters who weep. For those who died without loved ones holding hands. Comfort the hurting. Comfort the scared. Comfort all of those who mourn–today and always.