Friday, December 11, 2020

Christmas during Covid

This Christmas will be like none I have lived through.

I know Christmas was different during the World Wars and the 1918 flu, but I didn't live through any of them.

We haven't seen in person our son, Josh, his wife, Cathy, and their children Emma, Morgan and Tegan since last Christmas. They live in Baltimore and we won't see them this Christmas and until God knows when.

We can see Mimi, Tim and Eleanor since you can still travel from CT to New York (the only state CT still allows us to travel to). We got Eleanor a huge doll house that Bern put together and will take it to them in North Branch, NY on December 23. We had to rent a large van that could hold the house for that trip. 

Our friend, John, is still having his Christmas Eve party, but only for those of us shared Thanksgiving. I have a zoom church at 5, so I don't know when we'll get to John's.

We did most Christmas shopping on line--though Bern still goes to Marshall's a couple of time...once the complained and left because some of the customers weren't wearing masks.

But no large gatherings and no family with us.

Weird beyond imagining.

But the way it is.

Wear a mask. Keep distance. Wash your hands.

And have a Merry Christmas.

Please do.

Give thanks that the world will be growing brighter each day after Christmas and that a vaccine may be on the way.

Let hope thrive in this oh so strange time.



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some ponderings by an aging white man who is an Episcopal priest in Connecticut. Now retired but still working and still wondering what it all means...all of it.