My cousin came to visit. I have not seen her in a long time. My daughter-in-law went to Norway to visit family. The heightened awareness that can result from these times together enhance our lives. There is always the chance of a new revelation.
On Ari’s 11th birthday, he will be in three countries. He will be leaving France, transferring planes in Amsterdam, and ending in Norway. I told him I hope his family will learn to sing Happy Birthday in all three languages.
Let’s see what happens.
Had flowers delivered to my 101-year-old mother-in-law for Mother’s Day. I do this every year representing the whole family. When I spoke to her, she said she had not received them. I checked with the front desk at the nursing home and they combed the facility and found no flowers. It took three messages through their web site and three phone calls to arrange for another delivery of the flowers.
My time is valuable.
I value women who decide how they would like to celebrate Mother’s Day. Too many are concerned they are going to hurt someone’s feelings, i.e. their children or their own mother. Why is the priority, so often, to be more concerned about how others feel than about ourselves? I know one woman who does not join a huge family celebration because she prefers to spend the day by herself.
What would you truly like to do? I dare you.
Got a call from my daughter who works in Thousand Oaks. The area was evacuated due to a wild fire. There are thousands of employees where she works. She was stuck in the parking lot surrounded by black sky during daylight. No cars were moving. She was scared, so was I. She was low on gas. More to worry about.
It took her two hours to get home. The panic never ceases.
Went to two soccer games on Saturday for Isaac and Ari. The whole family decided to go out for lunch together. Isaac rode with Carrie and me. As we pulled into the restaurant parking lot, two cars were backing out. I waited for one and pulled into the space. As we got out of the car, Isaac and I both said, “One of us should stand in the other space so that Mommy and Daddy have a place to park.” Simultaneously, we said the same line.
Genetics. It is wonderful.
My dear friends Ken and Pauline invited me, Isaac and Ari over for dinner. They had sparkling cider for the boys, wine for us. We all drank out of wine glasses. During dinner, the conversation had a political theme at times and I wondered if the boys were bored. After dinner, Ken invited to boys to his music room. Ken is a wonderful guitarist. They went and Pauline and I chatted with a background of guitar music from upstairs. I later discovered that Isaac and Ari had played electric guitar and ukulele.
I was so appreciative that we each had an environment that was enriching and enjoyable.
It is nice to share our interests.
My grandson’s Bar Mitzvah was this weekend. Lots of family came to town. Many I have not seen in years. We spent a lot of time together. It was delightful sharing memories and updates in our lives. There was no awkwardness or stress. Some of the pairings could have been so.
When there is a celebration and everyone chooses to be involved and interact in a positive way, it is a treat.
I must admit that I would not have wanted to do this for another day.
The timing, four days, sufficed.
I was working and the doorbell rang. I went to the door and a boy around three-years-old was on the porch. A man on the sidewalk said to him, “Hurry and come to me.” I thought the boy had just playfully rung my doorbell. As he walked down the steps, I began to close the door. As I did, the man said, “No. There are flowers there.” I opened the screen door and notice a bouquet. I thanked him, took the flowers and went inside.
That was why the boy had rung the bell.
The flowers were from my daughter wishing me a wonderful entry into a new phase of my life.
It is so meaningful to have loving people in my life.
Isaac and Ari came over the other day with Mom and Dad to help do some things around the house. I asked them to wash my car. They have done this before, but not for a long time.
I was informed that, should I choose to do so, they would detail the car. Did I have a portable vacuum? Yes. I reflected on it, and decided the car was in good shape in the interior and I did not need to have them do it.
They arranged the hose, got the bucket with soap and water, and used two towels. They dampened the car, put on the soap, and rinsed it. They put the hose away.
They did a great job on the outside and I look forward to a future use of their time!