It is useful to pay attention to the small reminders of normal that still exist as we navigate life — and now death — in a pandemic.
Thank you, Sparkle.
Life limps on — if we are lucky. I feel that pretty acutely these days — I bet many of you can relate.
Something unexpected that happened this week was the arrival of our grandson, Kai. He was visiting Montana from California and — well — he arrived here.
Kai, now 15, is a delightful teenager — two words that do not always go well together but in his case, it is true. He is, however, a teenager and so is spending most of his time in the guest house (aka Lucky the RV) playing video games remotely with all of his friends and doing his online school work.
That RV is a teenager’s dream come true. A comfy private space — and Grandma’s Cafe right out the door. I made scones for the first time since last Spring. Another sliver or normality.
Kai observed, “Daisy is the friendliest dog EVER.”
We are working on the plan to get him back to his mom in California — no easy feat in the midst of a pandemic. Luckily, our new masks arrived.
Thank you, Elizabethanne!
Another normal thing we have done this week is to walk dogs with Suzanne. Being out with a friend and our dogs is pretty awesome, and so are the views at our private dog walking spot.
This is Daisy trying to heel some treats out of Suzanne.
It worked, of course. That is also normal.
I offer a nudge for today — notice all the normal. It helps.
Stay well. Stay hopeful. Stay normal.
We got this.