I just texted a dear friend and after exchanging our days today, she told me to go write something. I replied that everything seemed negative in my head, but I was trying to get something written.
Suddenly I thought of what we are all going through, quarantine. How many words describe quarantine? I turned to thesaurus.com to see. There I found what I was looking for. They listed six words, I am certain I could have found more. What are the six listed synonyms for quarantine you ask? Well, here they are: detention, seclusion, separation, segregation, sequestration, and lazarettos. Well, I understood five of these words, and I could even use them in a sentence, thank you to the nuns at St. Joseph school in Oil City, PA. But, lazarettos was a new one for me.
Since I discovered a new word, I just had to research that one too. The definition of lazarettos is:
1. a hospital for those affected with contagious diseases, especially leprosy.
2. a building or a ship set apart for quarantine purposes.
3. Also called glory hole. Nautical. a small storeroom within the hull of a ship, especially one at the extreme stern. (Taken from Thesaurus.com)
Isn’t glory hole an incredible term?
What are the synonyms for lazarettos? There are five of them, can you guess what they are? Yep, detention, seclusion, separation, segregation, and sequestration.
Now I sit here trying to find a good sentence for lazarettos. This is my day. It is pretty much the same as yesterday. I know that each day is new. Each day is filled with grace. Each day is a gift and filled with fresh hope. I know all that.
But, ennui is rearing it’s ugly head right now. I know in another hour or so, it will be different. It will be a bit cooler after the sun starts to set, I will head out for a walk and thank our Lord for the blooming trees and flowers. I will pray for my neighbors as I walk past their homes. I will remember how Little Miss loves to stop and talk to the metal rooster that sits on a neighbor’s mailbox. I will hear the echoes of Little Man’s laughter when we run through the field at the end of the cul-de-sac. Then the ennui will pass, and the evening will begin.
How is everyone else dealing when ennui sets in? I hope whoever is reading this is well. Stay sane, stay safe, wash your hands. Thanks for stopping by today… Cathi (DAF)