It was February 25, just a week before we were to leave for Fiji, the trip to celebrate my turning 70, when my husband, Thom, said to me.
“You know, Jo, this is dangerous and a silly thing to go on this trip. But I’m choosing to do it anyway.” I said, I know. I’m choosing as well.
I had planned my dream birthday trip for a year. My request to my sons was this:
“The only gift I want for my birthday is for all my grandchildren to be together and you guys, of course.” They said, “okay, Mom, let’s do it.”
Just weeks before we left, COVID 19 made its ugly entrance into the world.
We knew it was risky. We tried to console ourselves by saying there’s not that many cases of corona.
How could we know that we would be caught in another country as they closed their borders? And how could we know that we'd use all our resources to overcome some tough times?
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