Sigh.....

Finally at my computer this morning.  And as I feared:  BYU Women's Conference is cancelled for this year.  Makes me so sad.  This was the year I was going to get to go with my two daughters.  I was so-so-so looking forward to it. Not to mention that Elder Jeffrey Holland was going to be the final speaker.  That was the a huge draw for me.  And this weekend is our Stake Conference - we're getting a new Stake Presidency since our current president is leaving (wonder how that is going to work?) in June to be Mission President in South Korea.  The Church's guidelines about large gatherings including Stake Conferences begins on Monday.  We just got in under the wire.  But I'm seriously contemplating skipping the Saturday evening meeting.  I despise shaking hands under the best of circumstances.  It is totally strange to be in that high-risk elderly category.  I feel anything but elderly.😲

Monday a.m. in the park

This whole COVID-19 thing is just alarming.   I know that the 1918 Spanish Flu pandemic (that didn't actually start in Spain) was pretty bad.  I also know that it lasted roughly 18 months.  And that was back in the time when people weren't as mobile as they are now.  It feels like airline travel and our comfortable financial climate lets people travel more easily.  Makes me wonder how long we're going to be living with this scary uncertainty that completely dominates the news 24-7.  I'm going to have to start limiting my news consumption.  It keeps me awake at night.  Of course, I could manage to control my anxiety and nervousness.  But if it was that easy I probably would have conquered that several decades ago.

This has been a good week for my physically.  I've been out on the trail (nothing to touch out there and I've got the morning mostly to myself!) and been to yoga twice.  It's kinda hard to describe how good it is to be back at yoga.  I feel so much better when I've been. But, yeah, there's talk at the senior center about it closing down until the pandemic is over.  That will be sad if it happens.

Our mornings have been so beautiful.  We've had clouds hiding and exposing the full worm moon.  It's been just great to be out there. 

I'm so grateful to live in this country.  It has its faults of course.  Nothing on this world is perfect.  But I'm grateful to be where I hope people will generally pull together to help each other.  I hope our food (and other goods) supply isn't too disrupted.  So grateful that we don't have any prescriptions to worry about. I'm also very grateful to have a really comfortable place to live in where there's peace and mental shelter.