The olds are all right.

I’ve never felt so elderly. Neighbors checking in, “Are you okay? Are you really okay?” The kids making sure we are properly distancing. Blessed young friends doing errands for us and taking Lily to the beach. (Tammy, you should be SO proud of your kids!)


As my friend Wendy said, in a way, things are simpler right now. She likened it to the memories her mother had from the Great Depression. Just getting through one day after the other and hoping for a better time.

Simple. But not easy. It’s eerily quiet, as if the earth has stilled and is taking a long, slow breath. Yet so turbulent for so many – the specter of lethal illness, the medical scramble, the financial carnage, jobs lost, parents trying to cope with kids home from school. I usually pray for specific people but these days there are also the prayers for community and global community, especially those on the front lines and those suffering without resources. Psalm 34 is my memory brush-up for this week, especially verse 18:

“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted
    and saves those who are crushed in spirit.”

For us, for the moment, all is well. And the days are just packed. I’m sanitizing like a demon and the CE is keeping busy teaching the cats how to bowl in the upstairs hallway and giving me detailed lectures on the proper rationing of paper towels. There’s no one to talk to but everyone is Twittering. And nowhere to go but we’re all Zoom-ing. What a strange time this is!

This trio is keeping us VERY busy. Yes, cats are accustomed to having staff, and 24/7 staff is, as far as they’re concerned, the way it always should have been. There may be no going back.




I’m beginning to wonder if nearly 40 years of marriage was a rehearsal for this chapter. Like God winked and said, “Okay, you two think you know how to do this but now I’m going to see if you’re really in it for the long haul. Together, 24/7 for an indeterminate amount of time. Let’s see how you do.”

So far, so good. Although um, the CE did mention yesterday that he’d ordered a chain saw…


Be well. Be safe. And thank you for continuing to check in on the olds…


About polloplayer

Empty nester searching for meaning of life through the occasional chicken epiphany.
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4 Responses to The olds are all right.

  1. Cat says:

    Love you all❣️🥰❤️

    Sent from my iPhone


  2. Anonymous says:

    I’ve been in touch with Daniel and I look forward to your posts every week to see how you all are holding up. I am going to reach out to Taytay today. So glad you got back to Via B safely and that Daniel has a nice place to stay in NY during all of this. We are hunkered down here in Chicagoland and are doing okay for now. So glad you have so many furry friends to keep you company. I miss my cats something fierce right now. Love to you all. ~jeb

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