We went for walks.
We waited patiently.
We had hope.

And now we can’t wait…

to give hugs,
handshakes,
kisses,
and fist bumps.

To have dinners,
lunches,
and get togethers…

with people.

All I hope is that we never forget that we did make bread, go for many walks and wish for the day we can see each other. That we understood life was more than the rat race and that most things didn’t matter.