Tuesday, June 30, 2015
Venus and Jupiter are converging. The moon is almost full. The night sky so full of wonder, I don't know which way to look.
As I put some things in my hatch this morning after a Goodwill shopping spree, I heard a song that Dan liked wafting into the parking lot from somewhere. Just as I recognized the song, I saw that someone had scrawled a message in the dust on my car. "I heart u love." The confluence of those two things brought me to tears. The world seems full of messages right now. I'm watching and listening.
I know, of course, that it was probably one of my grandchildren that wrote the message.
Every message needs a messenger.
Whether you're looking for the messiah or love, there will be a sign.
Monday, June 29, 2015
The grandchildren are here.
All 3 are enrolled in watersports camp (sailing, kayaking, paddle boarding) from 9-3:30 this week. With care for my mom only in the mornings, this seemed like a good arrangement and so far it's worked fine. We won't be taking leisurely walks, running out for fro-yo whenever we feel like it, or using the yacht club pool. But they're here.
Of the many difficult things that go with caring for a frail elderly person, one is that I can't travel to see them. (Tried it once...nope.) Hooray for M. and hooray for their mom who met half-way (200 + mile drive for each of them) and performed what M called the hostage exchange. Some motherly free time for their mom in exchange for 3 children for us.
Anyone like to make a different sort of hostage exchange here in Pillville?