Masks serve a multitude of purposes--some literal and some figurative. We all wear figurative masks at times. In a polite society, it's a necessity if we want to get along with each other. We hide our fears, our anger, and sometimes even our love, if we feel our emotion is inappropriate for a situation. It's a sign that we care about acceptance and want to spare another person what may be harmful or uncomfortable for them.
In 2020, we learned to wear literal masks anytime we went outside our homes. As families, we went mask-less and shared both our germs and our fears, anger, and love. The masks we wore outside our homes signified concern for others, as well as ourselves. In a polite society, that concern for each other is valued, at least by some. While there are those whose concern for themselves and their "freedoms" outweigh their concerns for the welfare of others, I've found most people I encounter share my desire to safeguard our community's health. Since I'm fully immunized, I'm not at great risk of contracting the circulating Coronavirus variants (yet). My mask demonstrates love for my neighbor, whether my neighbor appreciates my efforts or not. I'll continue to wear my mask as long as pandemic dangers persist and will let it hide both my literal and figurative emanations.