Surviving the CoronaVirus…

The human body is a pretty impressive construct and a pharmacy in itself. It knows how to heal itself.

It’s strange that something like a virus becomes our wakeup call. Suddenly priorities shift. Suddenly one realizes what is most important and what is not.

As I looked around me I was filled with so much gratitude for the blessings in my life, some of which I may have taken for granted — my beautiful home, my friends, my family, my faith.

What a blessed and beautiful life this was!

It had taken an entire week for the fog to lift.

I was one of the lucky ones to get back into our country before all borders closed.

It was March 17th when I boarded my flight in Bangkok. Although friends and family questioned my decision, seeing how things in Thailand were pretty much normal then compared to the rest of the world, I knew it was time to come home.

The flight back to Los Angeles was packed to the brim. Although most passengers and crew wore masks, and even though I carefully wiped down every inch of space around me, I felt somewhat apprehensive. What a relief it was then landing at LAX and being greeted with a most friendly “Welcome Home”.

I decided to self-quarantine for 14 days and was so glad I did so even though I felt…