Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

We had a cleansing rain today, a nice big drink of water. I managed to get a walk in right before the shower, and then stayed in the rest of the day to read a murder mystery. I also had a nice long talk with my daughter, and she tried Facetiming with my baby grandson, who burst into tears the minute he saw my face. He sees me only about once a week and with a mask on, so he doesn't even know my features. Stranger fear. It hurts a bit, but such is the pandemic world. We have decided only to see them outside and with masks, so no Thanksgiving with them. We will be with our younger son, his wife, and toddler, because they are our pod and they are moving two states away at the beginning of December, and then we will not see them for many months. Everything here is shutting back down, and we are all a bit more fearful than this summer. In the U.S. there was an 81% jump in cases this week. It's hard to wrap my mind around. And our area has become more vulnerable. Now the jump is in all zipcodes and areas, not just in pockets. I'm hopeful Biden will quickly address and organize a response when he's president, but he has the roadblock of Trump right now. The red states are overwhelmed, but Trump doesn't even care about his fans. Cruel and callous, he turns his back on his death and destruction. The entire situation is shameful.