Sunday, March 1, 2009

Enjoying Possibility

Hey there, Amanda.

It was great to read from you this morning as I drank my coffee and made my plans. I think your mantra is important and I'm glad you and J are moving forward together. I have you all in my thoughts and prayers out here, but know even before I say Dear God, that you will be okay....

In these parts, we're bracing ourselves for a foot of snow overnight tonight, while today we're getting a few flurries. Seriously, the meteorologist on my favorite local station pretty much told kids not to bother to do their homework. Yet I found myself, for the first time with such a forecast looming, ambivalent. It wasn't until I was getting into line at the supermarket with a quart of half and half and a package of bacon, ready to pick up the Sunday newspaper, that I got excited. It occurred to me I couldn't stop it, like it or not. At this point, even if they start taking away April vacation, I am committed to my trip to California and will have to call in sick. So I thought, maybe I'll have a good breakfast tomorrow too, and I know I smiled bright and wide, as if I had voices in my head. If I were home I know I would have followed with a tee hee.

My visit with my Sunshine was great. It meant so much to her that she had people there to watch her play--me, and her grandmother and another aunt (from her dad's side of the family). I could see it in her face and read it in her body language. The game was actually good and dinner was as well, and it was a nice visit overall. I think my favorite part might have been her telling me in the morning that she had a dream about a boy she likes, followed by "but don't tell my mom." (My second favorite moment was her grandmother taking me aside and thanking me for a piece I had written about her late husband.) I equally enjoyed meeting her friends and my introduction to her friends. I left just before they were settling into the HSM3 DVD.

Speaking of tween sensations, good luck today with your Jonas Brothers adventure. I think I may have missed you, as I wrote elsewhere this morning and I'm just getting around to writing here and it's almost noon your time. If I have then I hope you'll check in after; either way I wish you all well.

Love,
Barb

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