Something Wonderful

Birthday Boys

Nick is in Boston celebrating Asa's birthday - and Susan Cooper is here with me . We celebrated Teddy (my godson's) birthday. To see this family, which has suffered so, laugh and honor this 3 year old life, speaking in Vietnamese, ASL and English (I learned how to say Happy New Year in sign) was a delight. We sat there and soaked in the laughter. GREAT food, too!

Ordering online

Dexter picked out a video and we ordered it online together. His 5 year old little self spelled his name out and verified his address, but the zip code stumped him. We discussed credit cards, but the subject he was most interested in was time: when would it come? Not tomorrow. One more day plus one more day? I still struggle with this idea even at 60. What is time and how do I know it? How do I count it, measure it, value it, let it go?

laughing at the table

So theraputic. Edna Arthurs has to be one of the funniest ladies I know.  What a multi-cultural day: started with tutoring a young woman from Honduras, followed by tea with a couple from Lebanon in their home, and a brief visit with the Iraqi refugee family who used to live with us, but are doing well on their own now. Tweets from Adit from Indonesia who's visiting New York City ("This feels like my city.") We live in a world of wonder - an intermixing of cultures unimaginable 100 years ago. 

women talking around a table

First, at Gerry's yesterday, after our book club visited an exhibit by Leslie Dill followed by a cookie exchange, but most importantly around her table, with the last light of the sun coming through her windows, blue-gray, and the lamp above the table: red. Today noon at Diane's, mostly younger moms talking basketball, an exquisite buffet. Suffering in lives, set aside, hope offered instead.