Here are pictures of our birthday celelbration at the Sandbar. We celebrated birthdays of Margot and Diana, Joel's mother. We had a lovely time. Friends of Margot's and Joel's bought us a bottle of champagne and paid for much of our meal. Merci bien, vielen dank, gracias to J., T., and M. You know who you are. It was a tasty meal. And don't we all look happy?
Yesterday my beloved daughter and I spent the afternoon together, just chatting, having supper, watching some videos. It is great fun to have such a good relationship with an offspring. My friend, L., and I were just talking about this yesterday. Not everyone is fortunate to have such a great relationship with their children. My friend was telling me about how supportive her son and daughter were when her husband died. And now she lives in one half of a duplex and her son lives in the other half. Her daughter and grandson live close, too. She said she was grateful that her children wanted her so close.
As a parent one hopes that one's children will not suffer in their lives, but it is an impossible dream. Life happens to everyone and no one is immune to pain, loss or suffering. As the old prairie dog would say, "It's what you do with what life sends you that matters."
A little touch of philosophy.
Children are the living messages we send to a time we will not see. ~John W. Whitehead, The Stealing of America, 1983
