Sitting and waiting
I’m sitting on the verandah in the glorious morning sunshine, midway through August, blue sky bright above me, there’s a touch of a breeze and a nip in the air, with the temperature a chilly 6 degrees C.
I’m waiting for special visitors to arrive, my youngest daughter, son-in-law and my 18 month old grandson. Not far behind them are another daughter, son-in-law, granddaughter and grandson. Both families are coming from other states within Australia.
Granny Debs (aka me) and Papa G are so excited to introduce Patrick to where his mummy grew up, walk in the paddocks, watch the kangaroos bound away, look for wombats, ride the grumbling tractor, ride the rail trail with Patrick and Emilia in the special trailer we bought especially for this purpose. We will look for snow, despite the ‘warm’ weather, watch the grandkids play together on the swing we put up in the tree in the garden, wander the shops in town, noticing how the girls greet old friends they haven’t seen for years, eat in cafes, play in the park, sit around the fire-pit in the late afternoon enjoying this special time together. My daughters introduce their babies, cousins, to each other, the first time in the case of the latest arrival and I get to coo and cluck over them all.
But sadly it’s all a dream, a long held plan we’ve been looking forward to for months, with intricate planning, clothes purchased for the cold weather (compared to Qld in winter, it’s cold down here), menus planned, bedrooms organised, anticipation levels on high alert.
The news isn’t good for much of Australia this morning with a lot of the country in the throes of a Delta led third wave. It’s spreading quickly and is now moving into regional areas, which is not good.
But we are getting vaccinated in droves which is great news. My daughter had her first vaccination this week, which prompted me to send her a message – Eliiiiiza had the Pfiiiizer 🙂 The Mathematician and I are due for our 2nd AZ in coming weeks.
Instead, I’m sitting on the verandah in the glorious morning sunshine, midway through August, blue sky bright above me, there’s a touch of a breeze and a nip in the air, with the temperature a chilly 6 degrees C, waiting for special visitors who won’t be arriving anytime soon.
I’m crying…except it’s not the tears of joy as I was hoping!
Do we need to talk about Covid and its impact again?
I’m crying Covid tears. So yes we keep coming back to the impact of Covid – from here and around the world.
Now, as you may know, I’m usually a pretty up beat, optimistic type and I can always see the bright side – is it my Pollyanna personality type do you think?
But it got to me this morning, especially when my youngest daughter sent a text saying ‘If things had gone to plan I would be…’ and that started this post.
At the moment, I am actually on a 14 day ‘stay at home’ order as I was in Canberra during the most recent outbreak there. I had gone over for 2 days to help my daughter out with her sick little ones. Since coming home I’ve had a head cold, caught from my two sick grandchildren, and so haven’t been out and about much at all. I’ve also had my first ever Covid test.
I must say I am impressed with living in a small town. On the offical NSW Covid site it looked like I would have to drive 80-110 km to a testing site, but after calling the local hospital and asking for suggestions, it appears the local doctor’s surgery can give you a do-it-at-home Covid test kit. Both the Mathematician and I did it, collecting swabs from our throat and nose, and returned them to the local surgery for processing – easy done! Goodness knows how long it will take to come back, but while I expect it to come back negative, there is always that little grain of fear. (Update: tests were negative)
Now we wait at home in the sunshine – but it’s not the waiting I was expecting to be doing. Yesterday was Friday 13th by the way!
I’m not wallowing, honestly, I know there are others far worse off than me, but I just wanted to collect my thoughts and as this is my own little world, where else would I share them?
Everyday I look at photos of my grandchildren from their relevant daycare centres, I facetime with them all -sometimes all at once – and we are in contact every day, one way or another. I was just wanting more at the moment, is that too much to ask?
We’re angry because we’re not allowed to be angry. Because millions of people have it worse. Because the things that make us angry are less legitimate, less significant, less than what’s making other people angry.Source
So what’s next? Plan B
For the moment, we have Plan B in place, with everything crossed that we can possibly cross, for a family Christmas get together. Accomodation has been booked for months, flights sorted and travel plans made – please, please let us have this time together!
Meanwhile in Australia
These Meanwhile in Australia videos by comedian Jimmy Rees, have been making me laugh and show our Aussie sense of humour – the latest version #30 is all about Canberra joining the lockdown club and made me laugh out loud this morning! Enjoy 🙂
There’s a lot going on in the world at the moment isn’t there?
But it’s starting to warm up here, buds are budding and spring isn’t far away. Magpies have started swooping and the sun is shining today as I write this outside on my deck, still in my pyjamas. I’m reading lots of books, listening to music, doing only the necessary, drinking lots of tea and looking forward to brighter times ahead.
It seems I can’t help it, I’m still looking on the bright side.
How are you coping? I’d love to hear from you, I’m not all that busy at the moment.
Sharing for Natalie’s #WeekendCoffeeShare – check out some of the great posts!
What’s coming up?
- Dottie turns 2 next week (over in the UK), so I’m trying to write a post to celebrate this milestone – it’s interesting that at the end of last year’s post I mentioned I’d try to get there for her 2nd birthday, but that’s not going to happen!
- What’s on your Bookshelf launches on Friday 20 August and we have some great contributor badges available for you to include in your posts
- Denyse’s #LifeThisWeek linkup continues on Monday with the (optional) prompt of Shopping
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A tragic accident at age 17, resulting in a Bravery Award from the Queen, didn’t deter Debbie from travelling the world. A young retiree, after being made redundant from her 22 year career managing education programs in a men’s correctional centre, she now loves reading, blogging, riding her ebike and a good cup of tea! Also known as Granny Debs to her 4 grandchildren.
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