Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Today was the last day of our pod with our younger daughter, son-in-law and tw grandsons. We had a long walk along the bay waterfront, then had lunch delivered to their house, then watched "The Polar Express" with our four year old grandson. When we said goodbye I was crying. I hadn't expected to be so emotional, but then I'm not trustworthy that way any more. Tomorrow we will take down the Christmas decorations and put all the toys in our guest bedroom. It's going to be many months at best before we see any of our family. As befitting my mood, it was cloudy and overcast all day, with 94% humidity. Tomorrow's forecast is 100% rain. We need it, so I'm not complaining. I'm reading a crazy, adorable book "Every Anxious Wave" by Mo Davidiau. It's a time travel book, which normally I hate, but this is goofy and the characters so endearing that I really care for them. It's one of the last two books my daughter bought for me before she died, and it brings me closer to her in a funny way. I appreciate how she loved sharing with me the books she really liked. Last January she loaned me her copy of Pachinko, by Jin Min Lee, and then we heard the author give a talk that month. She was wonderful, and I very much admired the book, which had not been on my radar before. I miss that enthusiasm so much.