Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

We had a pleasant brunch with old friends out on our patio, six feet apart. It felt "normal". A rare feeling these days. I made a frittata with potatoes, red pepper, mushrooms, zuchini and yellow squash, popovers and melon with lime. Friends are what keep me sane. And we are all kind of getting the hang of how to safely connect. I will do this more as time goes on, because there is no kidding myself any longer that the pandemic will be over soon, or in January or next year. This is the way we must live. My friend two states away told me we will see each other again, and I embrace that hope, but in the meantime it is the meantime. Phone calls are my best connection, even more than Facetime, and I'm appreciating them more. Faces are a rarity, and walking about we only see masks. Bottom line: we want to live longer, even if we have been blessed with a long lifespan already. I look forward to seeing my grandkids again and reintroducing myself as grandma. Grandma is my best self.