Knowing that we are cautious about exposure, and knowing we might say no, our friends Phyl and Lee invited us for Christmas dinner.
We did church by Zoom last week because it just felt like a time not to go; it turned out that an out-of-state visitor contacted the bishop a few days later to say they were so sorry but they had covid. I don’t know how big the outbreak from that is but I do know three people who’ve gotten breakthrough infections so far. But at least their cases are being ameliorated by their vaccinations and hopefully they won’t have to go through what I did when the virus was new.
Our friends had gone to quite a bit of effort to get the tests and they were okay.
We decided to say yes, and what can we bring.
Bring yourselves, they said, the rest is taken care of. And so we did.
Turns out they had bought a pre-prepared dinner from the grocery store so as to be able to just put it out there and enjoy the company.
But when they opened it up, everything but the ham had gone bad, had been delivered already bad, and I guess my instinct to call to offer again to bring something wasn’t far off but having no idea why I should I respected their request.
They put in the unexpected effort with what all else they had on hand and pulled off a lovely dinner, and after all the isolation of these past two years a Christmas evening spent with friends was a feast indeed.
There’s a new Shaun the Sheep Christmas special they played for us afterward that I would have bought it for my grands if I’d known. Those guys are so creative! And funny.
A definitely good time was had by all, with a strong awareness of how fortunate we were to have that time and each other.
Merry Christmas and G_d bless us, every one.