Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

My women's group met again yesterday, and we all find ourselves confronting the same dilemas: missing grandchildren, how to keep safe, how to keep sane and how to keep feeling connected when there is very little or no connection. We supported each other in our limits for the holidays while acknowledging how much it hurts to not see kids and grandkids who are far away and even nearby. The emotional cost is high, but in our age bracket there really is little choice. We struggle together, and know exactly where the other is coming from. Next meeting may be in the rainy season, and so we will have to be flexible. I offered my garage, but that was considered a dismal alternative, so we may have to suddenly rearrange the meeting to a dry day. If you could see us, we are pretty funny: all bundled up in parkas, scarves and masks, like a polar bear club. Luckily for us, the temperature never dips too much, and we can sit outside with thermoses of tea and talk. If we were in snow country we couldn't meet. So I'm grateful that we have this group, and we, of course, can talk to each other via devices in between. Old lady power, yaaaah.