Sunday, June 29, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
...Well, that made me feel really proud to be a New Yorker." This is what our son Ian said about Friday night.
Friday night my son and husband and I attended the graduation party of one of his former classmates aboard The "Romantica". As we left the port of Port Washington Marina the beautiful storm cloud just above let loose a wicked blanket of rain forcing everyone from the deck to go inside. Don't feel sorry for us though. Inside there was a bar with delish appetizers about to be transformed into a dance floor with not too loud music with another lovely dining room below us. Then the rain stopped and we got to go back outside and enjoy sailing by the spectacular views of Manhattan. I felt completely indulged by this party. There were leis put around our necks from Hawaii and a magician traveling around the boat entertaining us. We had delicious cappuccino with Creme Brulee for dessert and lobster and salmon for dinner. It was beautiful. Everything inside was decorated as if we were attending a wedding. The large round tables in the dining room had sheer shimmery tablecloths with tiny silver and gold glittery stars draped over white fabric. Candles were lit all around emitting a perfectly soft glow lighting the room just so we could see the descending evening skyline of our beloved New York City. As we dined we were treated to live music playing Jimi Hendix. This was the artist the parents of the graduating celebrant slow danced together too. The way they danced and looked into each others eyes, you could just tell they were really feeling the music. Our hosts clearly were celebrating their daughters graduation but they were also quite generous to their friends and family in the process.
Most people seemed like they were enjoying themselves. It was a great party. It's funny though, because when I asked one of the parents how they liked it, she replied that the first two hours were OK but being stuck on a boat for four hours was a little much. I guess you have to be in the mood for this kind of thing, or at least well rested.
My favorite part of the evening was seeing The Statue of Liberty. I know, my photo does not do her justice! I have never seen her so close all lit up at night like she was. She was a lovely sight to behold. I could have easily stayed there gazing up at her until the sun came up.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
This was at the very beginning of the day. Everyone was just starting out at around 1PM.
Here they are finishing up. It was that end of day feeling. The light was beautiful. As the sun was setting, the cousins practiced putting.
It was a day filled with mixed emotions. It is beautiful that so many people attended the event showing their love and support for Paul and his family. Everyone came together sharing something Paul loved to do. Funds were raised for two important organizations here on Long Island.
And, even though we weren't able to see him, it's not as if Paul wasn't there. Knowing Paul, I saw him there when his siblings won their raffle prizes and when his niece and nephews got lucky somehow and was able to drive the golf cart around the course most of the day. I felt Paul with us when his two sister-in-law's were laughing hysterically at their inability to pick out soda while on a soda run. Paul was there when his brothers and sister played an excellent game of golf. He was also there when a family friend brought flowers to his mother, and another thoughtfully gave his Mom a shirt to wear to match the ones their foursome was wearing. And then at the end, through the kindness of his siblings, Paul gave Diane roses.
Thank you Paul for always reminding us about what's important and thank you for blessing us with your generous spirit.
Monday, June 16, 2008
I feel like this time in his life is mimicking today's weather. It's totally unpredictable.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
I think I love this quote because if you have a good attitude you can almost never fail.
"Success is the ability to go from one failure to another with no loss of enthusiasm."-Winston Churchill
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Have I gone over her morning ritual as we wait for Ian's bus? How she runs to each of us looking earnestly with imploring eyes, begging us to think about what is going to happen. Once again, the yellow machine will be taking Ian away she seems to be reasoning and WHY ARE YOU HUMANS ALLOWING THIS TO HAPPEN? Every morning like clockwork she does her laps circling the living room. She jumps on Ian's lap letting him pet and cuddle her. Then she runs past my husband throwing him a glance quickly realizing he's the dog whisperers double so why bother trying to pull one over on him. She jumps up on my lap so she can look out the window hoping to catch a glimpse of the bus. Her head darts side to side, first looking out the window, then over to the door then straight at Ian. She repeats this intense looking at least three or six times. She acts as if her life depends on it or our lives depend on it.
As soon as Ian has one foot out the door it's as if she has completed a mission. She looks back only for a quick moment to make sure she has indeed accomplished her job of aggravating each one of us as she runs towards the kitchen stopping before her biscuit jar hoping for a reward.
Monday, June 9, 2008
Saturday, June 7, 2008
I'm glad we were able to gather and celebrate because I think it will help us get used to the idea that all of the children are leaving middle school for real next week. It is a cause for celebration that they are moving and growing but it is also heart wrenching at the same time.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Tired of me taking photos of her in the above position, she gets paranoid thinking maybe she really shouldn't be sleeping RIGHT ON TOP of my pillow, so she moves to the foot of the bed, hoping I will leave her alone.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Normally he takes the bus. I'm glad I had to drive him the last two mornings. It's all going by quickly so it was nice just sitting in the car with him chatting and looking out the window.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Monday, June 2, 2008
As my husband sat in the car, about to leave for the golf range, Ian suddenly yelled out the window, "Mom I know my final is important but so is spending quality time with my Dad, so I think I better go with him." I couldn't find an argument for that. I mean exactly how much time is he supposed to study? I trust him to know for himself or at least give him the space to find out through his own experience.
Please say a prayer for all the children who are under pressure these next few weeks as they prepare for their finals. Please pray for them so that they can deal with whatever the outcome may be. They need our support, especially the ones who don't have any support.