They wanted to visit my aunt, but she replied that she did not accept guests and talked to us at the gate of the house.

The weekend came, and we decided to travel a little again - to stop by in the small town of Nytva in the Perm Territory to the spoon museum, where there is a very interesting exposition. At the same time, we wanted to know if it was possible to order a personalized family cutlery set with engraving. The fact is that my husband's aunt, who lives in this city, gave us all named spoons 5-6 years ago. They are produced at a local factory. High-quality steel, beautiful inscriptions, which have not suffered at all during this time. Now we wanted to make a set with our last name. Let not silverware, but still.

And, of course, they were going to visit my aunt, because the years are passing, the times have come terrible, it is not clear whether we will see our relatives or not. Honestly, you are even afraid sometimes to call your former acquaintances and distant relatives - just look, you will run into those who are absent forever.

We did not warn my aunt in advance, because she is a very hospitable woman, she would start cooking, cooking, setting the table. We did not want to introduce it into expenses, and we were not going to stay too long, no more than an hour, and even on the way back. We ourselves bought her gifts, poured a bag of potatoes, because she no longer grows them, she only plants small vegetables.

The excursion to the museum was wonderful, I advise everyone. Many souvenirs can be bought. We had a very good time. In general, I like to visit provincial museums, because real Russian people work in them, enthusiasts of their work. For mere pennies, they carry out the main historical mission - the preservation of the people's memory.

The issue with the dining set was also resolved positively - we were given a catalog to select samples. But you can place an order only on weekdays, because you need to make a prepayment to the cashier.

In a great mood, we left the museum and called my aunt that we would soon drive up to her for a short while. At first she said that she was not at home, she left on business. We said that then we would leave the potatoes with the neighbors. But the old woman promised that she would return and wait for us at the house.

When we arrived at her gate, we realized that the relative had not yet returned. There were no tracks in the snow. But she, suddenly, came out of the gate and closed it tightly behind her. Aunt was wearing a mask, gloves, behaved somehow strangely, did not invite me into the house. It was not like her at all. When my husband opened his arms to hug his godmother, she shied away from him so much that we immediately realized that we must strictly observe social distance. I took out the bags with gifts and put them on the snow, and my husband brought out a bag of potatoes. As if nothing had happened, I began to ask her about her health, about her cat, about whether there was anything I needed to help around the house.

And here the aunt suddenly burst into tears and said that she did not invite us, because she was afraid of infection, because we go everywhere. All her friends died, she was left alone. The children bring her food and also leave it at the gate. He sees grandchildren only through the window.

Then she suddenly opened the gate and with tears began to call us into the house, saying that it is better to die merry than to live like in prison. But we, of course, refused. I tried to reduce everything to a joke in order to somehow console her. We parted more or less calmly. But we still had an unpleasant aftertaste. Of course, my aunt began to watch too much TV, as she stays at home. So he is afraid of everything.

The next day, I advised her to get vaccinated by phone and live in peace, walk and see family. And, you know, she just perked up! She said that she would definitely go to the hospital today, because she could no longer live like this!

You cannot spend the last years of your life in fear. May they be happy!