I do go occasionally down to our common area and visit with some other cabin fever residents. And amazingly I talk to some of my neighbors by phone more often than seeing them.
Those of you who have known me for a long time know that I do not do isolation well. I crave people and their interesting or not so interesting lives. I am not a loner, nor have I ever been one unless ill. And believe it or not, my three shots and booster appear to be working.
This morning I had a delightful surprise coming after a restless night. I was still in my caftan - had not gotten dressed and was just watching all the kid's programs that are on CBS on Saturday- about dogs, other animals, and good people doing good things.
I had a quiet knock at the door - even Riley did not hear it. I opened up a crack and there stood one of my neighbor's very good friend. He is more like a son to her than just a friend. He gave me a beautiful little purse to carry (and I needed one) for summer. He said he was sorry I was not doing well, and if I needed him to drive me anywhere or help in any way, just tell my neighbor.
That touched me so deeply. I will use that purse starting today. And I will tell my darling neighbor about his kindness. She has been so instrumental in the way he has turned out. He was basically an orphan who had not been loved and she was there for him. They are different races and their story and relationship speaks volumes about getting along with everyone.
So dear friends, have good day. The sun is shining here in Florida outside patio and inside my heart.