Because they live at opposie ends of the country and I am in the middle, I do not se my two sons and their families that often - maybe 2 or 3 times a year, likewise my older sister who has some health problems and cannot take long journeys. To avoid the cold, wet winters, and as I travel by train rather than drive in a clapped out car, I don’t go in the winter. This lockdown started just as I was preparing for the first of many trips to see sister, to be followed by others to see sons. . Now I am wondering if I will see any of them ever again (at least in this world). I can pass the time - no problem ( I have read three books this week) and started tackling my small garden, but it all seems pointless somehow.
The trouble is, that even when Lockdown begins to lift, I know that my sister and one son will hesitate to see me ( or anyone) until they can be 100% sure it is safe to do so, because they are or have a spouse, who is very vulnerable.
Now that I have depressed myself I will have to stop feeling sorry for myself, wipe my eyes, go and hit the chocolate cream eggs and open my book! Adieu