Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Our Thanksgiving was fine, but the sadness was wrapped around it. Our daughter, son-in-law and their two kids: we sat outside in masks talking, but not holding or hugging the nine month old and almost four year old. They had their meal alone, though I brought them a pumpkin pie. Our older son, his wife and our five year old grandson: Facetiming and reassuring our grandson we would all get together in the spring. Our granddaughter and ex son-in-law: alone with a chicken dinner without her mom or any of us to help her through the day. And even our meal: one of the last together, as they leave next Thursday morning for a new life two states away. Yet we did it. I texted friends as well, but no need to call: we are all doing the best we can to remain hopeful, healthy, stable and sensible. It's not fun, but necessary. I hope others were wise and we do not see the huge increase in covid that is expected. Meanwhile, the weather is gorgeous: cool, crisp, sunny and with amazing leaves on the trees and on the ground. Nature seems happy for now. Maybe that's good enough.