This
week was supposed to be our yearly vacation to the beach. It’s that one time
throughout the year that my husband and I would completely disconnect from our
phones and computers and enjoy some much-needed downtime. I’d take morning
walks along the shoreline as I listened to my devotions, then join Danny in the
pool for an hour before going back upstairs. While he settled into his game,
I’d grab my book and a cold drink, and hunker down on the balcony for a long
stretch of uninterrupted reading.
But
the rise in COVID cases as well numerous doctor’s appointments for Danny pushed
us to stay home this year.
Bummer.
