After breakfast mending. The left elbow of my red sweater. It once belonged to my 82 year old friend Gregor. After she died suddenly, a friend and I were asked by her family to clear out the sewing room. While I was there I saw the cleaning women packing up Gregor's clothes and I asked if it would be possible to have her red cardigan- to remind me of my friend (who I had lunch with every week). They two women eagerly looked for the red sweater and gave it to me--everything was going to Goodwill. I still think of Gregor each and every time I pull the sweater off the shelf. And I am reminded that I thought Gregor was very old at 82 and now that I am 73- she doesn't seem that old anymore.
Today the Comfort docked in New York. Too late, I think. And Jackson, Mississippi asks for our prayers.
We texted with our son this morning. Five weeks of working from home for him. He said he was going to slow cook some pork this morning for sandwiches this week. He says he also goes out for a long walk each day and will pick up take out on his way back home. He's far away in California. He also said a law was passed that landlords cannot collect rent right now. So restaurants remain in business and no one can be evicted. I don't think that is what is happening here in Maine. Most of our downtown is closed up.
Well, we are going to the grocery store- in the rain. It's very dark and dreary out there. Would be nice to have sunshine but we always need rain. To fill the local wells and ponds etc.
I made the Bean and Escarole soup yesterday and it was delicious. I have four containers in the fridge for this week. I'll make chicken soup for G today.
On MSNBC Craig Melbourne asked the Jacksonville Bishop of a church to say a prayer. For all of us. He said he'd never done that before - to ask for a prayer but it seem like the right thing to do today. The Bishop gave us a lovely prayer. It was the right thing.
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How lovely to be enveloped in the warmth of your friend's red sweater. I'm glad you have it.
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