Dates are only the skeleton of the stories which should be told about the ordinary or extraordinary lives of our ancestors. Finding clues to how they lived puts flesh on those bones and makes the old photographs glow with life.
Sunday, March 22, 2020
Zoom Time
I'm thankful for new technologies that let me video chat with my family. We had a Zoom meeting last night. I could see their faces in Alaska and North Carolina yesterday (and, Brian, local.) My nephew Brendan also chimed in. I hope they are willing to do this weekly. We got to see the baby wiggling in real time for 40 minutes. Brian put the dogs on screen for Linda to see. There's nothing better for a mother than witnessing the natural interactions between her children.
Although I'm not good with too much structure, I'm going to make a point of getting my body moving. I took a walk across the river this afternoon. It's not enough, but I want to be conscious of it. It has felt like a weekend after all.
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