Saturday, March 5, 2011

I WILL NOT FORGET YOU!

WALKING TO MASS LAST SUNDAY MORNING

In spite of the arctic weather, my trip to New Hampshire comprised two gilded two weeks. Even though challenges arose, I felt happy and useful and grateful the whole time, and somehow the balance between solitude and people worked out perfectly, and to have a rental car AND stay in a hotel were unbelievable luxuries that allowed me to have a whole different experience than I usually do staying at someone else’s place.

I could sit by the little heater in my hotel room and be comfy and warm and look out the window at Route 95—the people heading north toward Maine; the people headed south towards Boston—and ponder. I hooked up right away, as I always do, with the local sober drunks who, also as always, saved my life.

My brother Geordie, in from fishing, called almost every day and we went out four or five times, just driving around or to breakfast. We are both early risers and  just to have someone, however briefly, who will call you and wants to hang out for an hour or two was a huge gift.


MY VERY FUNNY BROTHER ROSS

NEPHEW ALLEN (ROSS'S SON) WITH HIS HAND-CRAFTED "COMB GLASSES"

All is grace. I loved seeing my mother, even if she didn’t seem quite sure who I was at times. I mean what’s not to love, she is so…accommodating. So accepting, so wants to know about you, even if, with the Alzheimer's, she won’t remember from one minute to the next.

"Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne?
Though she may forget, I will not forget you!
--Isaiah 49:15


I WILL NOT FORGET YOU, EITHER, MOM!...

4 comments:

  1. Everyone grows either more reprobate or more holy. I'm glad to see you're growing the right way.

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  2. This is a beautiful account of coming to terms with some real losses, while realizing that much of their impact depends on how you approach them. Congratulations on coming into your own in regards to loving your family well -- that is truly a rite of passage in Christlikeness.
    Nancy

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  3. What a gift to you and to them; to just be with them rather than trying to solve anything or turn it into something about yourself. Is there anything better in life? Pax

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  4. To be present to others, to simple be, without qualification, well, this a very hard thing to do, to be. It's a gift of grace, I think. It is being a grace.

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