Yes, I skipped week 13. Not a good week.
My Aunt (Mom's youngest sister) and Uncle live in Norwalk. She's been in Bridgeport Hospital. She had some heart issues, went for some sort of surgery, but is not doing well. It doesn't look good.
Peter and I have been working on our new patio in the front yard. We are finally finished with it enough to sit on our new "conversation bench."
Good thing we can sit now, as today I am achy from all the bending over yesterday!!!
A few days ago we took a ride to the ferry landing in Glastonbury, where the "oldest continuously operating ferry in the United States" travels to and from Rocky Hill. It was very peaceful there. I looked across the river and saw that the restaurant there had tables, just scattered farther apart than they used to be. So they appear to be up and running. The ferry is also continuing, with limitations.
Regardless, for just a moment it seemed like all will be all right with our world.
I hope you are finding things like the photo above to remind you of hope and resilience!
About a month ago I contacted my hairdresser and asked if she would be interested in coming to our house to cut three heads of hair on the back porch. I specified that everyone would be using masks, and she wouldn't be doing any washing, coloring, or blow drying. Also, no worries if she declined. Well, she said yes! She came yesterday around 5 pm, and now Peter, John and I all look a lot better!
