With the coronavirus pandemic we have been living a quiet life for 12 weeks. I miss my grandchildren so much that I can hardly stand it. I look forward to getting groceries or picking up prescriptions because they are my only outings. Well, we also walk around the neighborhood daily. That helps, too. We see other people out and about but don't talk with them except for a casual "hello". Ours is a quiet life.
Beans and tomatoes 2020 |
I admit I'm getting tired of this quiet life. I am a homebody anyway so this time of isolation has been right up my alley, right? John has always had a hard time getting me out of the house to go somewhere. But lately I've been longing for something else. Isn't that that way we humans are: wanting what we don't have!
Things are beginning to open up. Whether that is a good thing or not, I don't know. Is it safe? John has several things that makes him more susceptible to getting illness so we are trying to prevent exposure to the pandemic.
Meanwhile, back on the city ranch home, we are leading a quiet life, minding our own business and working with our hands so that we may win the respect of outsiders and not be dependent on anybody.
May God bless your day. Amen.
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