Long Covid has taken a lot from me with its brutal fatigue.
The most visible impact is evident in our yard.
I am an avid gardener, primarily flowers. When the fatigue settled in, I didn’t have the energy to get out and maintain the yard and the flower beds. Now they are overgrown with weeds and vines.
It’s really quite depressing, but I had to let go and be okay with it. That was the only way for me to find some peace in it.
But all was not a lost cause. Last summer I planted one small bed in front of the house along with some pots on the front porch. This year, I expanded the planted area.
Being in front of the house I get to enjoy it whenever we go out to the car.
It’s only a fraction of the beds throughout our yards, but it’s a small victory. Once planted and mulched, it doesn’t require a lot of maintenance, just occasional watering.
It was one small area of my passions that I could keep up with even when the fatigue was bad; an act of defiance against long covid’s grip on my health and wellbeing.


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