One thing I’m good at is literally “smelling the roses.” I intentionally planted David White asters by the front door so I could smell them when I come home. They’re three feet tall and just about to open. The Hal’s honeysuckle are blooming in glorious profusion right now; I climbed behind the currants to cut enough sprigs to scent my bedroom and office. My roses are just starting to bloom, and will have over 100 blooms next week. Now that I know they love tea, they’re as high as Jack and the Beanstock. I always have flowers in the house and carry them around with me from room to room. I need their beauty to cheer me up, especially now. You need that too, you deserve that too. If flowers aren’t your joy in life, surround yourself with beauty, art, music, scents, nature, walks, good food. Surround yourself with that which gives you joy.