by Jody Stottlemyer
Do you worry? My mother did. If people could be paid for worrying, my mother would’ve been filthy rich.
Since the pandemic situation interrupted our normal routines, I’ve found myself thinking of Mom and, to be honest, feeling somewhat relieved that she didn’t have to deal with it all. For starters, she had severe COPD. For years we avoided visits with her if anyone had so much as a sniffle. This coronavirus…
