Sacred Stories
She had been very recently widowed, now navigating her life without her husband of many decades. Responsibilities which had been shared by two, now sat on her shoulders, including tending to a new will.
And now she was really feeling ALONE with all of her normal outside activities cancelled to help stop the spread of COVID-19.
She and her good friend were both currently “safe sheltering” but would speak on the phone daily to draw support. The previous day they had each had a time of tears.
“I had a dream last night,” she said. “Every time I used the incorrect grammar in my class saying slow where I should have used the adverb slowly, a voice would add the LY.”
“Oh, if that were my dream,” her friend excitedly burst forth, “that would be your husband coming through letting you know you do not have to worry about doing everything perfectly. He is still helping you. You are still working as a team.”
She said slowly, “His middle name is LEE….”