Yesterday’s train of thought, titled 1978—HEAD ON COLLISION Part 1b, proved too complex to express with my sense of clarity intact, which is why intuition awakened the conscious portion of my mind, this morning at 5am, in hopes of simplifying that post before Barry’s active family life sweeps me out of bed, feeling eager to enjoy moments shared with loved ones whose professional commitments feather their nests far from Will’s and mine.
Presently, it’s 6:45 am, and we plan to leave for Ray’s school assembly by 7:30 to cheer for my six year old grandson, who earned the principal’s award for ‘team’ spirit, after which Marie and Barry will head off to work while I meet my dear friend, Katie, for coffee at 9:00, followed by enjoying lively conversation with David who plans to drive down along the coast in time to arrive for lunch, after which we’ll all reconvene to watch Tony’s football practice.
As the boys will spend the next five days with their father, we’ll hug Tony and Ray close to our hearts, indicating how much they’ll both be missed, followed by stopping at home to clean up before going to dinner after which bedtime is bound to beckon, so hugging, all around, we’ll wish each other a good night sleep and having outlined the busy nature of the day ahead (and as sounds of Barry and Marie stirring in their bedroom can plainly be heard), I, feeling ever so fortunate, had better ready myself to enjoy one pleasure-filled love fest after another, and with this list of well-organized plans in mind, you can see why free time to write will prove scarce once today gets underway, and hours, spent actively enjoying loved ones living far from my desert home slip all too quickly away ...
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