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When I was a sophomore in college, I became an aunt.  My brother had married his college sweetheart a year after they graduated.  I was thrilled and couldn’t wait to meet my beautiful niece.

That niece, Wendy, is now sixty-two, a successful author and consultant, married to a man I’ve never met.  She travels constantly for her work.   Wendy and her father are not in touch, and although she lives only a couple of hours away, we haven’t seen each other in years.  It’s sad.

On a recent Saturday afternoon, Peter and I chatted with her for an hour using a video conferencing service called Zoom.  We were delighted to see Wendy and “meet” her terrific husband of twenty years. 

Life is a little complicated for both of us now, but we are determined to get together in 2020.  You can’t hug a computer screen. 


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