“Somewhere over the rainbow way up high
There’s a land that I heard of once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true”
So says the first verse of Judy Garland’s version of “Over the Rainbow”. In the midst of the Covid 19 virus epidemic, I dream of a land where the “skies are blue” and we return to some kind of normal. I doubt that life will ever be the same as it was before this virus claimed the lives of 32,000 people (by the time you read this it will surely be more). So once again, we will be adjusting to a “new normal”. I’ve been hearing that phrase used frequently and I guess that will be the case once we are past the immediate danger phase.
But the song also has a new meaning for our family. We are approximately a month away from welcoming our new rainbow baby girl to the world. “The dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.” We’ve dreamed this dream for over three years and we are so excited, anxious… a mixed bag of emotions. But excited is the one that first comes to mind. Robin and I are preparing to make the trip to St. Pete, trying to get some things done that we’ve neglected for too long, and trying to plan for an extended trip (Will we need this? Should we take that?)
“Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue”; I can’t wait.