I manage. That's about it! Between the COVID-19 epidemic and the vertebral fractures I don't go out, I don't see people, meet friends, etc. E-mail helps. Phone calls are nice too but sometimes exhausting and sometimes at bad times.
I am so in mind of Auden's poem, Night Mail.
I've posted about it elsewhere as well:
http://joansgoodstuff.blogspot.com/2022/01/night-mail-by-whauden.html
Especially these lines:
Asleep in working Glasgow, asleep in well-set Edinburgh,
Asleep in granite Aberdeen,
They continue their dreams,
But shall wake soon and hope for letters,
And none will hear the postman's knock
Without a quickening of the heart,
For who can bear to feel himself forgotten?
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