We have spent the last week waiting. Waiting for water to be reconnected to our house, after a leak in the neighbor's yard was shut-off which evidently supplied water to our house. Waiting for the electricity to be restored to much of Nashville, the largest outage in the history of the metro area. After 24 hours we rejoiced when the light over the game table erupted with brilliance, that same table where Judy beat me at Scrabble. She celebrated the rare occurrence. Waiting for some resolution to the coronavirus. Exhausted. But as I told a friend in the midst of our waiting and adjustments, "We have our books, we have our garden, we have each other. We will be fine." Yes.