Woke to a crystal clear sky and then the fog rolled in.
We went for a drive, picked up some lunch, and then hiked up a hill.
Needed to get out of the house so we wouldn't dwell on the fact that we were supposed to be on a plane to Florida today for our Christmas vacation with our girls and grandkids.
We managed to forget about that and this pandemic for a few hours.
I remind myself, often, about how we are healthy, we have a home, money, food, perfect grandchildren, and adult children who love us and especially each other. I'm happy my girls get to spend the holiday together. I just miss them so much it hurts.
Is this dumpster fire of a year over yet?