Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Today I woke up to news that the area where my son-in-law and granddaughter, son, daughter-in-law and grandson are living is being evacuated due to fire. I immediately texted, and they are not in the zone of evacucation but the air is terrible, as it is here. My anxiety is ratcheted up. We are all trapped on the west coast. We must stay inside and worry, for this situation, like the pandemic, is not going to fixed soon. In the north, there may be rain Monday. I hope so, but it won't help here. It would be fluky to have any rain here, though maybe in the mountains it's possible. We can't help up north, for we need our firefighters here. I've heard of no expression of sympathy from our president, not that I expected one. We keep in contact with each other through our phones. My son was saying if only they had another family with them in their house, but because of covid that isn't feasible. I feel the same way. If I could see my kids and grandkids, I would be comforted and give comfort, but I cannot. We're all in a trap, but each of us facing it without loving support. I pray this ends soon.