My daughter arranged for this card to be sent to us and on the reverse side is a lovely personal message. I've put it on the fridge door so each day I'll be reminded that she's thinking about us and wants to see us as much as we want to see her. We'd give anything to be able to give each other a big hug but of course it's not possible yet and she is not allowed to travel into Wales from England. I'd give anything to walk with her two greyhounds again but of course it's not possible. We've just had a nice long chat on the phone and we keep in touch often but obviously it's not the same as seeing her in person. Our son sends emails but he has a busy life in London and we worry about him and the job he does and we'd love to see him and our daughter-in-law again soon.
I've been trying to keep my mind off the treatment I am about to undertake. So late last evening I posted hubby's fourth attempt at a DNA test after the previous three tests failed to produce a result and thankfully the post box is only a very short walk from our home. I had sent off for the free replacement test kit many weeks ago but it has sat unopened on our dining table. I haven't had any interest in doing the family research for at least two months, I've tried a couple of times but I haven't been able to concentrate for one reason or another, studying records and documents needs full attention. Then yesterday I suddenly decided to activate the test kit and hubby provided his saliva sample although he says it will definitely be the last time if this one fails again. I'd spent an hour or so looking at some records of a third cousin from four generations ago who'd emigrated to the USA in the the 1890s at the age I am now and as sometimes happens I stumbled upon something interesting that needs further research. If I can keep up my present enthusiasm this will keep me occupied for the next few months, so fingers crossed.