Curtis Johnson Poet Narrative

Really, Grandpa

A few days ago, I was at my daughter's place some 10 minutes away.
In seeking to comply with COVID-19 advisories, I can't remember when                                                                  
I last hugged anyone other than my wife. So while visiting with my
19-year-old granddaughter, I made no attempt at showing affection                                                               
beyond verbal greetings. Of course, I had done it this way for the du
ration of social distancing rules because we live in different homes,
and my daughter works in a daycare center.

Notwithstanding, upon this visit, my granddaughter reached out to                                                   
embrace me, and I quickly hesitated.  She immediately detected my
reluctancy and said, "Really, grandpa?".  We then embraced for the
first time in weeks.  I tell you, when it comes to family, especially
my grandchildren, this quarantine season is ripping me to pieces.

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Ilene Bauer May 6, 2020 at 2:12 PM well told, curtis! at least you got to see your granddaughter in the flesh. i just get to facetime my grandkids, although i'm grateful to have that, at least...