After an entire year of living in a house crammed full of people who have always been essential to me but were recently also deemed essential by our benevolent government, and keeping house for them while they work multiple jobs in multiple towns and more than one county, none of us have died of any newfangled illness or any of its mutations or variants. Not only that, we haven't killed anyone else of it while we roam the countryside hugging people, touching our faces, and breathing indoors, outdoors, and everywhere in between even in our asymptomatic and nonvaccinated but certainly still deadly state. Even our at-risk, immunocompromised friends and family are still alive. And well!
This, plus Jesus breaking out of his grave alive two millennia ago, and Jeremy Renner still making music and movies even though the whole world is (not) dying at a crazy rate from that popular new virus, combined with the fact that Hunneypunkin found my car keys on Easter Sunday that have been lost since last Easter, just seems like a pretty fat set of Easter miracles.
Believe, people!
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