Friday, November 30, 2012
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Monday, November 26, 2012
Ida had one turned on its side today and it appeared she was about to climb on it and dumpster dive, which had me a tad concerned. I met her only last month as she shuffled from the Lynnwood Senior Center where she teaches German to her contemporaries and I was walking by after a swim. At 4'10", some might say she's easy to miss, but there is much about Ida that caught my eye from that first sighting, her self-sufficiency included.
Today she returned my eye contact and smile with a beckoning wave from across the Fred Meyer parking lot. "Dear, I need your help! I've deposited a pile of old newspapers in the bin and my keys went along for the ride. They're right there. Can you see them?"
So up I went on her improvised perch, and while she held on to the cart and sang in German, I fished them out.
And then we hugged.
I love my life!
Saturday, November 24, 2012
|Aunt Maude: under five feet tall, |
but larger than life to my childhood eyes.
We gathered at my maternal grandparents farm in Watsontown, PA, a short drive from our home on the Susquehanna River. For my cousins, siblings and me, a highlight akin to the sighting of a rock star was the arrival of Aunt Maude, delivered to the family gathering by my grandfather, Bob Sheffer.
Mika asked me today, "What was it about her that you loved so much? Was she a great cook?" I have no idea if Aunt Maude was gifted in the kitchen, though I do recall savoring a homemade popcorn ball in festive cellophane one year at Halloween.
"Aunt Maude was soft spoken, ancient, tiny and frail, smelled of soap and talcum powder, and had the softest earlobes you could imagine." Why or how it came to be that we children seized the opportunity to touch her earlobes with the utmost intrigue and respect I cannot say for I don't know. She never seemed to mind, though, which was part of what we loved about her.
The menu today is bereft of Grandma's creamed corn and baked marshmallow candied applesauce, but the mere memory suffices quite well.
Now to see if I can find a pair of soft earlobes in the group.
Friday, November 23, 2012
|Molokai as seen from Napili Bay, Maui.|
In the 80s, Lynnwood was the go-to destination for all things big: mattresses, tires, furniture galore, and the annual Big Hair contest held at a bar near 44th and 196th. For better or for worse, we're in a new league now. They flock in droves to Alderwood Mall with its anchor stores and easy access off I-5, the popular Olympus Spa, an airy Whole Foods, and the gem of them all, the Lynnwood Rec Center.
It's Black Friday, folks, and I can only imagine what the streets look like a few miles from our home.
Wherever you are, take five. Here's to finding a practice and pace that serves you and adds to our collective peace in this season of excess. I'm starting with a swim this morning and a soak in the hottub.
Peace be upon us all.
Monday, November 19, 2012
Friday, November 16, 2012
|Line 'em up.|
Yesterday I received a pair of confirmation letters from the UW School of Medicine and the UW Alzheimer's Disease Research Center (ADRC). I've made plans to donate my body to the Willed Body Program in the Dept of Biological Structure and my brain to the ADRC.
They shall have to wait until I am done with both, however, as planning is well underway for a Thanksgiving feast next Saturday. But as my friend Annie would no doubt agree, preparedness can manifest in many forms.
Now, off to yoga to clear a path for the tasks at hand.
Sunday, November 11, 2012
|Fort construction, circa 1998.|
But tonight, after a feast of fine food with our family gathered round the table, I give a nod to the building of relationships.
And I believe we can proclaim with one voice, "We made this."
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Monday, November 5, 2012
|"I stand with you."|
What I want to say is this. We were 23 and 25; you can fill in the rest. Lest you are stumped, consider this. We were in love, full of hope and faith and thought we had an idea or two about what lay ahead. All of that was true. What we didn't have was absolutes, but we had a plan and two cars and a job waiting for us on the other side of the country. We had a friend who was willing to drive one of our cars from Baltimore to Seattle, and since we were newly-weds, it seemed like a good idea to travel together in the other car. Are you with me here?
How we got to this day some 32 years later is a bit of a mystery. We're still a work in progress on many levels, and that elusive notion of absolutes- well, it's still a lofty concept. Do you have it? Do you want it?
For today and very likely for tomorrow and beyond, let me proclaim that we have gratitude for what we've crafted, nurtured, and weathered. Sometimes we are in love. And yes, we still have hope and faith and some idea of what lies ahead. And for us, I believe, that is more than enough.
To enduring relationships, including marriage for any couple who desire it; salute!