Thank you for thinking of me Urms. I'm still here on the Angus coast where the weather has been perfect winter weather - frost and lots of sunshine but no snow! I even sat out in the garden yesterday - well wrapped up! - and soaked up some vitamin D. It's just that I haven't been able to keep up the good spirits of late and have felt like a whinging wet blanket. I didn't want to bring everyone else down with me. But feeling a bit brighter again. Lovely little things have meant a lot - the sun shining, the snowdrops in bloom (well, almost) a "Lockdown Love" Touchnote card from DD and DGDs plus an uplifting little book, and DS promoted to his highest rank (no, not exactly commanding officer!). Yesterday I stood in the sunshine with quite a few others to line the route of a friend's funeral. Yes, that was incredibly sad - but at least she 'slept away', and it wasn't Covid. (I shall miss the chats we had and the jokes about how we would celebrate our 80th birthdays this year.). And it meant that I was able to have a distanced chat with other friends, which I am so missing. The book from DD is "The Boy, the Mole the Fox and the Horse" by Charlie Mackesy. Such a lovely read, and delightful to dip into.
So I'm back out of the Slough of Despond and into Happy Valley.
Grammaretto be kind to yourself. The early days of widowhood are very hard and very lonely and made worse by the isolation of lockdown. Just do what you can, and if you can't just accept that and cosset yourself. There's so much love and support for you on here and we all admire you so much for the way you are coping with such a terribly difficult period of your life.
Now off I trot to continue doing the sum total of notalot. Try to find some little thing to enjoy today, and stay safe and cosy. ???