May 06, 2005

Wiped Out

Today was a very full day! We awoke to a front yard full of pink flamingos. Bright & festive, we enjoyed watching cars drive by very, very slowly.

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After a bath, family breakfast celebrating Christine's birthday (sans Christine), a wonderful healing touch session, and a visit from Bobbi everyone was pretty wiped out.

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This afternoon we had a visit from 9 month old Sam who kept Mom, Aunt Pat, Cousin Mary & me in stitches with his newly gained crawling skills, clapping, waving and peels of laughter.

After dinner, the Tetricks dropped in with breakfast for tomorrow plus a surprise visit by Jill, (here from LA), Kathering Blair and Hazel! We're feeling well tended to and are happy with a double baby fix!

Dad's been pretty tired the last couple of days. We're finding it's taking a little longer after visits to recover so we're looking forward to a couple of quiet days with just family.

Posted by Jeni at May 6, 2005 09:21 PM

"Quiet days with family"? How can this be Jeni? Your family is like mine, I do believe, and when we get together it can be wonderful but tiring as well. My 83 year old mother wore me out so much today that I had to take an hour nap on the floor of her apartment at Horizon House. It's exhausting to keep up with her. Then she forced me to play Scrabble and I 'm sure she was sneaking into the other room, ala Donel and Marilyn, and going on-line to find words like "quare."

How else can I explain her whooping my sorry . . . oops, my superior intellect.

Enjoy the weekend-something one should never say to a pastor who is going to be preaching on Sunday-but since Donel has a new, everyday and in every way pulpit, it doesn't matter.

Jennifer

Posted by: Jennifer the Wanna-Be Sermon Reader at May 6, 2005 10:35 PM

Delightful to hear about your days and to even get a visual of the rest-ers! Thank you, Jeni.

More frequently these days, I can hear me shushing me, in a good way: "shhhh, Sherri," as in "listen" or "hushhhhh" (kindly spoken). Here's a stanza from a John Boyle O'Reilly poem I found in a Peter Gomes' sermon recently (I sent this page to you, Donel):

We may question with wand of science,
Debate, decide, discuss:
But 'tis only in meditation
That the mystery speaks to us.

Sherri

Posted by: Sherri at May 7, 2005 10:02 AM

Donel and family,
I'm very shyly entering this "room" today for the first time. Thank You. You remain on my mind, I know all of our minds. I appreciated the words from Romans. The popular view is that death is something that you do alone, but you demonstrate that is not so.
I stood on the labyrinth the other day in the social hall/old santuary and was struck by the significance of that space for me. I was married in this room, both of my children were baptised here. I love being a part of this community that loves you.

Posted by: martha serven at May 8, 2005 08:24 AM

Who sent the flamingos?

Posted by: Janet at May 9, 2005 12:31 PM
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