I HAD imagined myself zooming down the mountain on a snowboard, similiar to the picture below... In reality, I spun around and around in circles, vexed beyond belief. Nathalie and Josephine felt similarly, so we changed to skiing!!!
Today I was very honoured to attend the baptism of Katie's Josephine June, as her Godmother. And now I'm off to writing group at Third Place Books pub, with chocolates for Karen, Maryam and Monica, so they can experience my story multisensorily!
It's TODAY! Nathalie and Josephine are picking me up any minute! Weeeeeee! Down the mountain I'll slide! (Or perhaps, like so many expectations in life, cupcakes, my imagined scenario will be so far from the reality of tumbling down the hill on my bruised bottom...I shall indeed fill you in!)
As we clambered over these rocks, they began tumbling into the icy cold river. I was terrified the girls would be hurt or fall in, and looked up to check they were OK. Thankfully, they were. The rocks were falling towards me, and in my maternal moment, I was unhurtable, their wellbeing all that mattered. An enormous boulder hit me in the left hip, causing one of those pains that is so sharp it feels like a scream. I thought my hip was broken and we'd have to be rescued, but my two courageous little ladies and I managed to make our way out, step by step, me limping, them having lots of fun playing in the clay.
We have been going to these pools all the girls' lives, and have adorable pictures of them covered in gray clay over the years. A rather cross chap met us on the way out, saying it was his private property, and never to go there again. This really upset me - I'm still wondering quite why, as I'm sure in the summer we, as the whole country neighbourhood does, shall swim there. I just don't like the thought of maybe getting in trouble. Reminiscent of Ky High schooldays and the terror we would feel when we thought a teacher would catch us playing backstage.
Ky High is in my thoughts, as I've reconnected with friends I've not seen or heard hide nor hair of since the '80s. I know this will sound silly, but I really somehow thought they were all there, still being young and high-school-ish and playing the old high school games. They're all grown up too, and real, and alive, with stories now. AND I'll be able to see them when we move to Melbourne at the end of the year!! Oooooh ... Bens' official Aussie visa came today!!!!!!! So it's just Coco's new US passport and my US citizenship (passport, eventually!) we're waiting on! (Good friends here in the USofA, be reassured, the latter shall take a while...)
It's strange, this move will be so sad, leaving dear friends, for them and for us, yet so delightful, seeing dear family and old friends, for them and for us. The ultimate ambivalence.
The girls are playing all around the house, very creatively. It's colder than being in a freezer outside. And it's supposedly the fourth day of spring!
When I lived on board LOGOS II, my role as journalist and photographer involved writing a weekly report. I would add a 'general office quote of the week', which quickly became something of an institution on the ship. People would eagerly open the weekly report on Mondays as soon as I sent it out to see what the week's quote was. People would hang around me, (especially on Mondays!) saying witty things, in the hope I'd include them that week. So I begin the monthly Bag End quote(s) with these fond memories from the past.
Coco bounced eagerly into our bed this morning, shouting 'SURPRISE!' and awakening us. Bens said "You're a little lark in a family of owls." Coco replied, "No, I'm not the little family lark. I'm the little family surprise!"
Eowyn, being an owl, was asleep, but in a more awake part of the day said to me, "I'm alike to you in your ways Mum and alike to Daddy in his ways, so I'm kind of a both-er!!"
My friend Nathalie, her daughter Josephine and I are very excited, as we've been invited to learn to snowboard free of charge, as part of a wonderful women's community endeavour! Can you believe that? WOW!
Bens is being so amazing, working really hard at finding work, despite the discouragements thus far. The executive director at my work, when I told him our situation, said they didn't have more work for me, BUT he is willing to connect me with other early learning and non-profit enterprises in the community, and to be a reference for me, which is encouraging.
Bens' bike still goes, and so he'll be able to whizz (carefully) around on it, which he enjoys.
Much love to this dear blogging community - 'tis such a lovely space to share with you!
Of course, now we don't have cell phones, there won't be so many pics on Bag End. Maybe it's a good opportunity for me to share words with you for a while! Thanks for reading and love,
In the wee small hours of this morning I held Coco tight - her heart was racing, she was feverish and breathing fast, and leaning against me without strength. She couldn't put her chin on her her chest, and our nurse feared she had meningitis - such an awful, painful disease - and sent us to the children's hospital emergency room. I was frightened. Coco was peaceful, nestled in my arms, and she doesn't have meningitis!
I am so thankful for my dear little family - Bens' motorbike accident and Coco's being sick makes me realise afresh how very precious each of them - Eowyn, Coco and Bens - are to me. Yesterday morning they brought me brekkie in bed, and we all snuggled together, and it was heavenly. It's so wonderful having such love, such family.
I am thankful for my dear growing-up-family, and the loving ways you all connected with me for my birthday, and for my friends, ditto!! Karen has pics of our party last night at her blog (which is linked just over there to the right!) I enjoyed last night so much, and am VERY thankful for such wonderful friends!!!!!!!!!