My friend Erika from California is visiting us. When she asked if she could stay with us, I admit I was selfish and did not tell her I wasn't feeling well. I wanted to spend time with her, but she might not have come if I had told her how I was feeling.
For the record, I do not and have not had Covid. I have taken so many Covid tests I could be called a Covid pincushion for the wands inserted into my nose. I also have had blood tests to rule out Covid as well.
Erika came with her usual generous, happy-go-lucky, optimistic, and fun-loving spirit. A dose of Erika is like swallowing sunshine, with a dollop of liquid gold to brighten any day. As good as that felt and as comfortable it was to have her by my side, our days have been mostly filled with little activity; we have managed to take advantage of the times I have felt well. But you could count them on the one hand. Erika says over and over when I have bouts of guilt that her time here hasn't been as adventurous as I wanted it to be, "I came here to be with you. I am with you. That is what I expected."
Erika extended her airline ticket to stay longer to be by my side. Such loving kindness.
I have a guardian angel.
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