I’m scared that soon I will have to make a hard choice never to see my family again. Some of them continue to be steadfast in their belief not to be vaccinated. Whether that be from some political standpoint or from the belief that things aren’t really that bad, it still doesn’t align with my beliefs or what I want to protect my immediate family. And if the risk gets too great in my opinion, and they become a danger, I will decide to never see them again in person. I wish it didn’t have to come to that, but I will do it. I won’t hesitate.
It’s their choice to believe what they want, as it is mine. It’s sad that the world had to even be put into this predicament. But the truth is that it’s reality, and I will choose my beliefs over blood. I will miss them. I will pray for them and their health and safety. I will love them. But not to their face.
It’s
their choice. Choices come with consequences. At some point, everyone has to
choose how tightly they will hold onto their beliefs over family and friends.
My hard choice is to give them up. Their hard choice is to not be in our lives
anymore. We can’t both have what we want, unless we both lose. The only way we
both win is for one of us to give in on our convictions. But it can’t be me.
The risk is too great.
