“If you want to conquer the anxiety of life, live in the moment, live in the breath.”  – Amit Ray

Maria and I haven’t had a vacation in a long time, and the virus has confined us to the house, kept us away from eating out or the movies, or being with friends. It’s even canceled her belly dancing.

The only contact I’ve had with people I know are waves to the Mansion residents, one visit to Bishop Maginn High School, and two trips a week to cardiac rehab. We do go shopping and visit the Post Office, but that’s about it.

We’ve taken up Monopoly and Maria has beaten me three times in a row. I haven’t won a game yet.

So I’m plotting to get away with Maria for Christmas and the day before.  We are both pretty desperate to go. We need to just see something different and read and read and talk and talk.

We want to go to an inn in Vermont – there is no better place to spend Christmas than an inn in Vermont – but there are all kinds of issues to sort out involving quarantine, testing, etc.

Plus, I have one more round of surgery on December 21, and I need to make sure I’ll be okay to go.  Nothing is simple at this point, and this will all require some patience and thought.

I am learning to live in the moment, and that is helpful to me.

We have it a lot easier than a lot of people. I love sunrise here at the farm, it is almost always glorious in one way or another and it is a wonderful way to begin my day.

Tomorrow will be better than today.