Via a text conversation very early this morning, the members of my family have decided to postpone the family Christmas until June 2021. Usually, we all fly into Michigan from different states to meet up back in my home town at my folks’ place. I am sad.
As of last month, it’s been one full year since I’ve seen any of my family in person. Now, it appears it will be the better part of two years before I can see any of them. Why? The damned virus of course. But we are a very cautious bunch.
My father is ninety-two years young and as such, at high risk for the virus. I am also at high risk because of heart disease and type two diabetes. My children and my sister’s children are all in good health though, thank God!
We all agree that it’s much better to be safe than sorry, to use an old cliche’. It’s true of course. But that will never alleviate the emotional pain this damned virus has caused my family. And of course, millions of other families. I am angry. 2020 can go to hell.
The high at my home yesterday, the official temp was 114 I think.