You’ve been on my mind today, Dad. Twenty-nine years ago we laid you to rest with a prayer. it was too early. Our kids were so young we hadn’t yet experienced parenting except for sleeplessness and diapers. We now know the agony and joys. Mom shared her gift of unconditional love, but you trump with … More The Heart of It
…the curve of a smile, a boy, a beak or tortoise shell, the outline of a beach or gallery, nature-engineered hoodoos, fresh persimmons and guavas or bejeweled pomegranate, a cuppa or sculpture, enormous Baci, Marilyn’s posterior or pizza pie. They make life round.
Every day is Mother’s Day. Today I could burst with love… Je vous adore, mes fils!
You would of course be happy. The same radiance that encircled you on that day eight years ago would be present. Maybe you would have chosen not to leave this world when you did. In your own words, you had a lot of love. I think of you more now. Is it because I’m the … More Mother, This Would Have Been Your 87th Birthday
Our backsides are widening and our friends have expanded ideologically. We focus on travel, R&R, what’s for dinner, and some exercise for balance. Their concerns are the state of the planet and deep thinking. Approaching five decades, often on opposite coasts, we’ve come together to share joys and sorrows. We’ve also experienced growing pains and inexplicable heartbreak within the friendship. What were we thinking? … More Carry On
Ken died one evening in August as Hurricane Isaac grew strength in Florida. During the day, grandchildren Brad and Mason kayaked in the floods that overcame Wellington. Hospice caregivers and delivery of supplies and medications were ineffective against nature. His wife and family, mounting a much stronger defense against the storm, were at his side as he … More Lessons from Ken
Happy Birthday, Nonna Daughter-in-law Julie’s contribution to the celebration was a fragrant, yummy tiramisu. The presentation was a surprise: a fondant demi-globe with birthday wishes, street signs from East Coast origins to West and flags for our favorite places! For more, see her page @ http://www.facebook.com/cakesbyjules17
Sean appeared bemused and satisfied as he surveyed us from our bed. We zipped up our suitcases. He proceeded to giggle. Sweet boy, I could stay in this moment forever with you….. Napa calls! With exaggerated, delicious one-year old goodbyes, we were off. Those golden hills were our constant escort from LA on Labor Day. … More Napa time
Today I post this first blog. Accepting if not embracing technology, I’ll attempt to share what’s near and mostly dear. The short list: family, friends, tradition, change, food, travel, body, mind and spirit. .. not necessarily in that order. Did I say Sean? He is our grandson. My heart and soul are open to this joy boy. It’s unexplainable. Nonna says … More a blogging foray from the less than convinced