Extra Special Times This Year

I have been blessed to have some very special times this year, surrounded by very stressful ones such as: being away from Kathy for months, managing multiple repairs and repair companies working on our house, and otherwise getting ready to sell it, packing up last possessions we had left at our house and shipping them to Maine, and otherwise preparing to make yet another long distance move, this time to Maine.  One was staying with my Dad for five weeks while our house in San Diego was being worked on.  I originally intended to live in our house while the repairs were being made, but all of the repair people convinced me that noise and smells and general disruption would not be pleasant, and they could all get their work done quicker if the house was empty.  Dad offered up his empty second bedroom, and so I stayed with him instead, and it worked out great.  

Right off the bat, he introduced me to one of his favorite steak places, which was a great way to start my visit.  It turned out he had several good places to get a steak.  Oh, there was the Chinese restaurant he liked, too, which was also very good.  It's been a long, long time since we spent any time together.  I still haven't figured out though, why I, a very infrequent beer drinker, spring for the better ones, while Dad, who can't have a dinner without a beer, sticks to Budweiser.  One of life's little mysteries.

I learned Dad's routine, reading the newspaper every morning (I picked up this habit from him early in life, actually, and despite the instant news updates available online, I still like to read a newspaper every day.  I hadn't been able to for the last year and a half, and really missed it.), repairing Village residents watches, driving other residents of the Village to their doctor or hair appointments, and the airport.  I even made some money when he accidentally double-booked and recruited me to drive.  I ate lunch with him and his friends at the dining hall several times, which was nice.  I went with him several times to his friends apartment for their afternoon cocktail.  He loves watching old movies and the occasional newer one (Shawshank Redemption, for example), war movies, Wheel of Fortune and Jeopardy, and wildlife shows (he's been doing that all my life, no doubt a primary reason why I love nature. Thank God it wasn't baseball season:  Dad is a huge baseball fan, while I would almost rather watch paint dry. :-/  I remember him religiously watching games every Saturday when I was young, with Peewee Reese and Dizzy Dean calling the plays, and the Hamms Beer bear commercials/cartons.).  Another official village duty he has is feeding the koi at Lake George, as they call the little pond at the Village.  We also talked about issues around the Village.  It worked out great.  

The other wonderful opportunity that came my way was spending eight weeks living with Kelli and Jared and Henry.  How cool is that, living with your only granchild, being there every morning when he wakes up!  I was right there, so easy to take him to the library, on walks around town, to the Waterville Y Bouncy House, and other places, besides playing trains and reading to him, whenever he or I wanted!  We also roamed the MCI campus where they live, playing in the grass, looking for squirrels, watching for bugs, and looking and listening for birds (Caw caw!).  I'm not sure Jared and Kelli would describe it as wonderful, having to share their three bedroom apartment with another adult, but I had fun, and ready whenever they needed to go to a meeting, or a movie, or just out to dinner by themselves.  To live with my grandson, for weeks, how many of us get to enjoy that much time with our grandchildren?  It was an opportunity not to be missed, and I am forever grateful for the opportunity.

I've actually been lucky more than once since Henry was born.  Being out of work had its benefits:  even when we all lived in San Diego, I could come down on a moments notice to watch him, read to him, play with him, or take him the the zoo, which he always loved.

Yesterday was Faith and Brady's 10th wedding anniversary:  congratulations to them!  It's nearly impossible to believe it's been ten years since they were married.  They have both achieved much success in that time, and have much to look forward in the years to come.  We are very proud of them.  Keep up the good work you two.