Sunday, May 16, 2004
Sunday Morning Comin' Down
Why does Sunday feel like the end of the week? It should be a glad day, a celebration of goodness and the American way. But I'm always too tired to really enjoy it, and today, it is full of stuff to do.
Let me back up to last Thursday. I saw my way through all of that and have been waiting for a particular phone call that hasn't come. So, I forward my phone to my cell and take a walk. And on that walk, my Achille's tendon begins to act up (and its not doing Rigoletto) and I'm in real pain by the time I get back. Friday, I limp into Panera to meet my friend S and we talk as we have done for every Friday for two years. I'm going to miss that when I go back to work. That afternoon, more work on the audio/visuals for church today and I try to stay off my feet.
Saturday, I take my son to Wal-Mart to buy some shorts and shirts (it was 86 here and he outgrew all his old shorts. Yikes.) He then had a baseball game, and I got some sun sitting on the bleachers. Off to the ice cream stand, where Andy gets a double mint chocolate chip cone, and I have visions of it falling into the lap of his new outfit. It did. Well, some of the chocolate chips did.
We drove to the cemetary, so Andy could visit Joann's grave site, and I was happy/sad that he wanted to (and thought it was a sign that he is really dealing with his grief on a concrete level now.) Today would have been Joann's birthday and our 23rd anniversary. I moved away from him, and saw him bent down next to the marker, with his knees up in his chest, in kind of a fetal position, rocking a bit and tracing the letters on the marker with his finger. I couldn't look anymore.
Back home, I put the chocolate-laden outfit through the Zout and washed it (and wondered why I didn't have any chocolate in the house.) It was fine, thankfully. Thank Zout.
Today, its a rapid-fire day, and I must get going! Church, then straight to my best friend son's graduation party, then back home to baseball practice. 40 Days of Postings, er Purpose will return tomorrow as I catch up. See you on the flip side!
Have a beautiful Sunday!
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Let me back up to last Thursday. I saw my way through all of that and have been waiting for a particular phone call that hasn't come. So, I forward my phone to my cell and take a walk. And on that walk, my Achille's tendon begins to act up (and its not doing Rigoletto) and I'm in real pain by the time I get back. Friday, I limp into Panera to meet my friend S and we talk as we have done for every Friday for two years. I'm going to miss that when I go back to work. That afternoon, more work on the audio/visuals for church today and I try to stay off my feet.
Saturday, I take my son to Wal-Mart to buy some shorts and shirts (it was 86 here and he outgrew all his old shorts. Yikes.) He then had a baseball game, and I got some sun sitting on the bleachers. Off to the ice cream stand, where Andy gets a double mint chocolate chip cone, and I have visions of it falling into the lap of his new outfit. It did. Well, some of the chocolate chips did.
We drove to the cemetary, so Andy could visit Joann's grave site, and I was happy/sad that he wanted to (and thought it was a sign that he is really dealing with his grief on a concrete level now.) Today would have been Joann's birthday and our 23rd anniversary. I moved away from him, and saw him bent down next to the marker, with his knees up in his chest, in kind of a fetal position, rocking a bit and tracing the letters on the marker with his finger. I couldn't look anymore.
Back home, I put the chocolate-laden outfit through the Zout and washed it (and wondered why I didn't have any chocolate in the house.) It was fine, thankfully. Thank Zout.
Today, its a rapid-fire day, and I must get going! Church, then straight to my best friend son's graduation party, then back home to baseball practice. 40 Days of Postings, er Purpose will return tomorrow as I catch up. See you on the flip side!
Have a beautiful Sunday!
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