It’s a quarter after ten — pm, not am — so I really need to either post something NOW or miss a day for the first time since I started.
I’m sad today. Oh, my own life is fine for once; it’s just everyone around me who’s having a hard time of it. One friend has just been downsized out of her job; another has just learned that her husband has cancer; another got stung by a scorpion, of all things; another has just returned home from her uncle’s funeral. Sad stuff everywhere around me, as though I’m a buoy in a sea of troubles.
It’s hard to concentrate with all of that going on. It’s hard to decide whether to write something sad, or consoling, or silly. So I’m going to take a page from Gina’s blog and make a list of 13 thoughts. And hey, this being laundry day, a list makes perfect sense. Okay, go.
- Cai and Fergus are playing together right now. I love to see them chase each other and play tooth hockey.
- I was warmly welcomed by E.g.’s parents while I was in Saint John; I felt very relaxed and comfortable in their home.
- The four of us went for an afternoon walk each day we were there, a different park or waterfront every day, and all within a ten minute’s drive.
- One day E.g. and I saw a deer and heard a loon at the same time, one block from her parents’ home. The word “suburb” has a different meaning in Saint John than in Toronto.
- On the flight back, the view over Saint John was full of trees and lakes, sprinkled with houses; the view over Toronto was gridded and orange like a half-burnt log, embers as far as the eye could see.
- The sirens are wailing down the street. I don’t think a day goes by around here that I don’t hear them at least once.
- I spoke to my brother and his wife tonight. They’re hoping that we’ll come up for Thanksgiving. That would be nice.
- I sat down and played the piano for a few minutes one day at E.g.’s parents’ place. It was mostly songs I had composed when I was about 12; they suddenly all came back to me. I hadn’t thought about them for a while.
- I’m finding coming up with 13 thoughts difficult.
- The Bible verse going around in my head right now is Matthew 23:37 : “Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the city that kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to it! How often have I desired to gather your children together as a hen gathers her brood under her wings, and you were not willing!” (NRSV) The “prophet” in question is the woman who was downsized out of her job, and “Jerusalem” is her workplace. It’s just sad.
- The dryer has stopped. It plays a little tune like a tin soldier’s march, in a voice like an electronic greeting card.
- Very late now. The dogs are asleep for the night.
- I will drop over to E.g.’s Flickr page for a few moments, and find a photo to illustrate this entry. Good night, all.