There just hasn't been much interesting going on, as evidenced by the lack of posts. Last week was winter break for Hooter County schools and most surrounding school systems, so Aidan was home with me. I do not understand the concept of winter break - I did not get it last year nor do I get it this year. If there is any time of the year that is any less conducive to having a week off from school than the middle of February, I don't know of one...even in Georgia, February weather is generally cold and unpredictable.
We had a good week together, however. Aidan was very good and cooperative, and we did a few extra fun things together. His favorite was a picnic at a local park on Friday; I had told him that if he was good all week, we would go there. Of course, it turned out to be the coldest and windiest day all week! There we sat with our Subway sandwiches in temps in the upper 30s, with a stiff wind blowing. But it was sunny, the sandwiches were good, and he had a great time running around a practice football field. All of you in colder climates will no doubt laugh, but that is okay - it was cold out there.
All in all, a good week. Just not a particularly interesting one.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
An anniversary, of sorts
I know that it is more important to celebrate life than death, but when 16 February comes around, I can't not remember that it is the date of my father's death three years ago. In some ways it seems so long ago but there are times when my grief and longing are so acute that it seems just yesterday.
My mother gave me a commemorative clock that Dad received as a NASA Space Shuttle honoree; it is a laser-etched wood clock that depicts the launch of a space shuttle. Several months ago the clock stopped working so I took it down to replace the battery:
There was Dad's printing on a masking tape label on the battery showing the date he put it in the clock - December of 2004. He always labeled batteries so he could monitor how long a battery lasted and/or the "freshness" of a battery. Seeing his careful engineer printing on that battery caught me by surprise and brought a catch to my throat.
Someday I will get around to replacing that battery but for now, it is staying in the clock.
My mother gave me a commemorative clock that Dad received as a NASA Space Shuttle honoree; it is a laser-etched wood clock that depicts the launch of a space shuttle. Several months ago the clock stopped working so I took it down to replace the battery:
There was Dad's printing on a masking tape label on the battery showing the date he put it in the clock - December of 2004. He always labeled batteries so he could monitor how long a battery lasted and/or the "freshness" of a battery. Seeing his careful engineer printing on that battery caught me by surprise and brought a catch to my throat.Someday I will get around to replacing that battery but for now, it is staying in the clock.
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