Pandemic brings sisters together

Dear Editor:

We now breathe a collective sigh of relief, as the COVID-19 restrictions are starting to ease up and we go into phase 2.

My husband and I had a momentous May long weekend, as we had my sister and brother in law over for dinner, but respected the social distancing measures of course, in the fresh damp air. I hadn't had dined with them in over 30 years; hence what made it so historic and special. The four of us had a lovely time sharing memories of our mother and mother-in-law, whom at 95, recently passed away of natural causes.

COVID-19 had something to do with my sisters and I having a reunion, but in a positive way, in that it made us realize the important things in life, and to let go of the past. Spending time in solitary confinement/lockdown/self isolation will do that.

Plus Len and I later visited, outdoors again, a friend who I went to school with, which was more than a few moons ago. She enjoyed reminiscing about her hellion childhood friend.

To top it off, I gave Len a haircut, and we both survived the experience, albeit we had some tense moments though. However, he coached me through it, instructed me on how to cut a man’s hair, and I used a dog trimmer and a pair of craft scissors.

Sounds like a recipe for disaster I know, but not a bad job in the end, just a wee bit odd looking in one spot in the back of his head, but for some reason he didn’t want me to try to fix it, as his hair was plenty short already.

Actually, Len told me that I done good, he was happy with it, and I now had the job permanently. (Must be love.)

I said “Well, no thanks, dear; the pay sucks, the client is hard to deal with, and it is far too stressful.”

While Len wasn’t the ‘hissing menace cornered,’ like the muskrat I wrote about recently – albeit he was in a confined space, in the bathroom with me – I had a clipper in one hand, a scissors in the other, along with a devious toothy grin on my face.

Doreen Zyderveld-Hagel, Kelowna