Following my most recent hospitalization, Barry and David took me by the hand, encouraging my smile to come out to play with theirs as we three walked around the house, every day, Rocky music playing on David’s phone.
Now that my eldest and youngest sons have returned to the coast, they FaceTime us, individually, every evening. While FTing with David, he turns up the volume on the theme to Rocky on his phone, encouraging my spirit to stand up and walk, arm in arm, with Will, in time with the music until I feel need to sit back down on our living room couch to catch my breathe before we three begin to chat.
Last night, we enjoyed dinner with Steven, who’d picked up hot dogs and fries from Lukes, one of our favorite midwestern dives that, lucky for us, branched out into our territory, quite a fews years back.
As to Ravi she’s been up north at the cabin with Celina (as Steven can work remotely, he spends long weekends with his fam), and I’m glad to relate that my seven year old granddaughter is thoroughly enjoying her participation within the performance art day camp that meets Monday-Friday. After four weeks of rehearsals, their troop of players will offer four performances of the play they’ve been working on, and as this is Ravi’s first experience with theater arts, I’m delighted to say that she’s thrilled to get to this small community playhouse, every day. And if a picture is worth a thousand words then here’s one that says it all
Annie
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