Visits

 Dabbles of gray clouds

Cover the somber canvas

That paint the fall skies.

 Saturday, October 24, 2020

With work, Covid, and life I’m only visiting my family about once a month. That family includes my 86-year-old mother and my two sisters. My brother’s around but he’s the black sheep of the family and though around doesn’t come out to chat. My older recluse sister now lives in Vegas and I only saw her at Thanksgiving and Christmas even when she was around. So suffice it to say we’re probably a pretty typical American family.

 With my wife working on Thanksgiving we fortunately won’t have to make any decision about visiting that holiday.

 Christmas will be another story as we’re both off. That’s going to be a tough one as we usually all gather at my sister’s in San Clemente with all the children and grandchildren present. Ironic that a holiday that’s suppose to celebrate the birth of a savior could literally have death hanging in the air.

 That’s going to make for a very difficult decision in these precarious times. But that seems to be true the world over at the moment. Hopefully we’ll all be wise enough to express our love and gratitude for each other while at the same time not risking harming or killing one another.