Sing no sad songs for us! John & I are cancelling our plans for our 25th anniversary stay at Porches. (Dinner at Bell's Tavern with a dear friend is still on.) Chalk it up to plumbing. The kitchen faucet has gone beyond drip to torrent, so it needs more attention than I do!
Doubt that I would have felt so at peace with it had it been our 10th or 15th celebration of The Big Day. But at this point, am so delighted we HAVE the funds ~ after twelve years of financial famine ~ to divert from frivol to practical as to make non-existent any serious pain or woefulness.
Bottom line - the best celebration is the one we enjoy every day, delighting in the thrill of having truly found someone so compatible, yet who stretches each of us beyond our norm, past our familiar. My celebration will be in John submitting two pieces to the Phillips Mill Art show, with all the joys of being selected the three previous times he entered). His has been in my attending the various conferences & workshops over & into the past few months, in getting more & more actively engaged in my deep loud persistent calling.
Sing no sad songs for us, tucking into bed at home on our anniversary - home is our favorite place to be! Feeling blessed to be able to write that, twenty-five years after 09/03.
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