I was washing a sink load of dishes one night (ooh! aah!). A juice glass broke in my hand. Nothing delicate or particularly fragile. One of the more "sturdy" glasses actually. As I was rubbing the dish cloth around the rim it just snapped. Cue the bleeding! Took a nice gouge out of my right index finger by the middle knuckle. Not an easy place to keep a bandage, but it's healing up nicely. I'll likely have a bit of a scar by which I can always remember the moment. It will match the similar one on my pinkie that I got about 30 years ago, also when a glass broke while I was washing it. I may have to stop doing household chores if they're going to be so dangerous!
I was careful to not feel too sorry for myself over a minor inconvenience. Another of my friends has been diagnosed with cancer. Though we haven't seen each other in decades, I've known him for over 40 years (since elementary school)! Facebook allowed us to get back in touch. We get along great there, and he's always got something interesting to say. I hope it helps keep his spirit strong to share his experiences and get so much loving support from friends across the country. We all wish him healing. As I wrote almost two years ago, I'd rather be counting six degrees of Kevin Bacon than so many degrees of cancer.
One of my dearest friends finally turned 50. I think she's realized that it's not as bad as it's sometimes made out to be. She wanted to go for lunch at our favorite "girls' weekend" haunt. So the three of us, plus a friend of one, plus one of the birthday girl's friends from way back (even before we met!) went on a little road trip. As difficult as it can be to hold a conversation in the car, we managed quite well, especially considering some of us were meeting for the first time. As we were enjoying our tasty tavern treats, we were trying to explain some of the reasons we enjoy the place so much. We gave an example of two colorful characters we met on our very first visit. We told them the explanation we had been given for one fellow's nickname. Let's just say he had uniquely destroyed some of his family's property...twice. As we're sharing the story, one of the gals noticed some folks at the end of the bar paying extremely close attention to us. Lo and behold, it was one of the people about whom we'd just been talking! Yes, someone we met once five years ago and who has become part of our lore was mere feet away. He was an incredibly good sport and shared the story again of how he got his nickname. It may not sound like much here, but it was such an unexpected coincidence that we laughed about it repeatedly the rest of the day.
Our weather has finally fallen into sync with the calendar. I think I'm appreciating the tulips, lilacs, and lily of the valley more than I have in years. The sights and sounds are more spectacular than ever after the nasty winter we endured.
We have reached the unofficial beginning of summer and it couldn't be sweeter. The only cloud was the thought of all the lives lost over the years, those we honor on Memorial Day. We can be proud of those who answered the call to service and mourn those that never came home to enjoy the freedoms for which they fought and sacrificed. Thank you.
Here's hoping you're enjoying your everyday life, as well. Don't forget to check in once in a while!
Memorial Day 2013
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