I wrote this letter days ago, but then I didn’t send it. Reading “Avvenire” on Sunday 12 September, however, prompted me to rethink it, and here it is. It is useless to deny it: the disease, even a “trivial” Covid 19 of a vaccinated person, changes your life. Also because the consequences that it entails are not trivial: my positivity triggered the organizational machine that involved my husband, our three children, the high school where I teach. Yet I feel privileged: first of all for having had, at the time, the possibility of receiving the vaccine (which, if it did not prevent me from contracting the virus, allows me to deal with it as a sort of flu). Secondly, to have the opportunity to stop and reflect, which is sometimes not taken for granted. The first evidence that seems clear to me is that no law, no protocol, no matter how perfectly prepared and applied, can really protect us, if we don’t learn the art of discernment. First of all, what must guide us to prefer the least risk, the vaccine, for the greatest good: life. Ours and that of others. And that, likewise, must push us not to look for the “greaser”, if anything, the brother to help, not only to fight the disease, but also the afterthoughts that lead many, on the basis of hearsay, to abstain from the vaccine, slowing down the famous “herd immunity” which would also protect the “fragile”. Thanks to God, in the course of my life, the only periods I have spent in bed so far have been the long months of pregnancy, complicated but fruitful and full of expectation. So, even if now I find myself locked in a room on a beautiful September morning, I will try to be patient. Even then, during pregnancy, I took drugs that were subsequently withdrawn from the market for alleged, minimal side effects, but I never lost the certainty that those who prescribed them were acting for my good. On the contrary: I gladly tolerated the “side effects” that allowed me to carry the pregnancy to term. How many women, on the other hand, accept the side effects of the pill to avoid one? Life is made up of choices. If trust fails, nothing will work: health care, school, family. Trust is a radically vulnerable relationship, but it is the basis of relationships and, last but not least, of the Relationship, which is God. Now (September 4) my three children, negative on the rapid test and waiting for the molecular, are confined in the living room and pawing, as is normal, to regain the freedom that common sense today asks us to sacrifice. The other two, expected but not born, taught me a lot about myself and about Life: if we refuse to embrace reality in its entirety, even when it is uncomfortable and complex, we lose sight of the goal, the construction of the Common Good.
Thank you, kind and dear teacher. I am really happy that my dialogue with two interlocutors strongly opposed to the anti-Covid vaccine has led her to reconsider and to send me this splendid letter. I simply advise the more aggressive and / or sententious no-vaxes to read, reread and meditate. We have intelligence, conscience and heart to use them, especially in the trials of life. A warm wish: recover completely soon.