I have my dog-combing paraphernalia — cushion, soft-handled comb, wrist splint — set up on the sunny living room floor, as I also prepare to join my sisters and our elderly mother for our weekly Zoom call, proud to be accomplishing two things at once. At five to four, Husband says, “Come outside. I fixed your snowshoes. I want you to try them.” I reply, “But I can’t, you know I have this other commitment.” He says, “Yeah, on Thursday, I know.” Me, with certainty, “Yeah, like in five minutes.” His smile is skeptical but tolerant. “You know it’s only Tuesday, right?”
Jo Darlington is easing back into writing to express herself after a long hiatus of blank pages ... and is having fun!