Today was what is getting to be very typical. Wake up to gentle rain and grey skies. My plan was to take Dixie Cup to a park along the water and spend time thinking about Bob. Today is 2 years since he died.
Actually, I am not the kind of personality that can sit and meditate, or sit and just think about Bob, just because this was a date on the calendar that denotes his death.I think about him ,not on a scheduled day, but really often.There are days that pass and I don’t think about him at all. Then all of a sudden, I do. I will about how he would have loved to be here in Port Townsend ,in this family compound that we are creating. He would be OK with being
mostly home bound.The memories are good ones. We had a lot of good memories and I like the way that they just pop into my head when I am not expecting anything. So how did I spend this day ? Doing normal things that are me. Going to Goodwill to look for three
small tablecloths to use on our three small table that we use for social distancing on Shabbat. Going to the grocery store to get the ingredients for our Shabbat dinner. Taking Dixie Cup to the park so
I could see what she thought of sand and the inlet ( not much) .Just normal things that show that life goes. Just like it is supposed to.