The human heart is a sanctuary in the time of coronavirus. It is a refuge, a repository of spirited strength, of memories and mementos. Faith and fear reside in it as hope and despair have made it a habit to visit the heart, much more pronounced in the time of the pandemic.
The human heart is a sanctuary in the time of chaos and confusion. Joy is found in it — for surviving COVID-19 is a cause for celebration, a triumph worthy of jubilation. But sadness is also a compartment of the heart — we grieve for friends and loved ones who did not survive the war.
But the human heart is a sanctuary — it hopes and heals. In time.
