Reflections from the Southern Porch

My husband is celebrating his 70th birthday today. I caught him practicing his favorite past time, sitting on the porch with our dog Loki in his lap, and watching the birds. The only thing missing was his glass of tea. During this time of isolating at home, we haven’t changed our life style very much. We cook more food at home, and we enjoy the space we have—six acres of woods and open spaces. I know we’re luckier than many people today. And I appreciate what we have. 

During this time when fear is driving this country, I’m spending time planning for the future when things find their way to a new normal. The things I miss the most are smiles between strangers. If they are smiling, we can’t see it behind those masks. So, I make an extra attempt to speak to strangers. Southerners are friendly by nature, but this isolating is taking its toll on all of us.

The ones I worry about the most are my grandchildren. Like Southerners, children are social creatures. If I’m missing social interaction, how much is this hurting young people? My oldest grandchildren are 12-year-old twins and they are struggling to find their way through this pandemic. They miss seeing their friends. And they’re finding their mother is a more demanding teacher than those in school. Trying to help them put this time behind them, we’re planning a camping trip with them to South Dakota in June, a reminder that life goes. 

I hope this finds you planning for a day when we can forget about pandemics and news (do they only report the bad stuff?), future days when we can be carefree like my birds, a time when total strangers smile at each other without fear, and a time when children can be children again. 

And remember, a good attitude is like kudzu—it spreads. May your day be filled with promise and hope!

2 thoughts on “Reflections from the Southern Porch

    • I love my front porch. We have a sunroom just off of this porch, and I have to admit we spend more time in it than on the front porch.

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