But I Was Ready



I thought- back in September that for the Winter holidays things might be a little more

normal and that we could have a little  fun- if we were careful.


And then Halloween rolled around and that was fun

and then the election happened and that was loads of fun

and then we heard, what anyone who had been watching the Covid- 19 numbers saw,

that those hopes for a sort of normal, kind of fun Thanksgiving and Christmas was

probably  not  going to happen.


That sad fact became official here in Washington state over the weekend.


When I heard the news, I felt like a kid running up to the height chart in front of a

carnival ride and standing straight as I could but to no avail. I  missed the mark by a

hair- maybe two hairs.


One hair or two it did not matter because I was not going to get to strap myself into a

car, or a basket or teacup  and have the time of my life for a few minutes on a

crazy ride with lights and music and screams and laughter with the smells of food

hanging around my head like a dark  winter cloud.


I guess I’ll just do what I’ve been doing sine March and wait for my next chance to ride

the rides at  the carnival-

if it’s still there.