Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

It is Juneteenth and I'm happy to see more celebrants and attention paid.  I played with my three year old grandson this morning, then we had lunch with our one year old grandson and his parents.  He was happy holding the hose and the watering can, even without the water.  Simple pleasures.  My former son-in-law is picking up our daughter's ashes this afternoon.  We will scatter them when it's safe and we can be together.  I'm glad to know she is back home with her daughter, and that her wishes have been adhered to in every way we could manage it.  We are doing our best, and in the meantime, we go on with our lives without her.  How strange this life can be.  And yet we are not without her in our hearts, and never will be.