If I told you this picture was taken on the second busiest travel day of the year in an airport in a major hub would you ever believe me?
yes that is us sitting calmly in rocking chairs, sipping lattes and watching the planes take off on the runway with no crowds or any people around us at all. Bizarre. Civilized.Lovely.
Younger daughter asked to go shopping on Bloor St on Saturday. How bad could that be? Limited budget, with several close friends- of course I agreed.
At the end of the day I asked “How did it go?”
“- Well mommy, we were stuck a long time on the subway because the tracks right in front of our train caught on fire -and then we had to evacuate and walk.When we arrived to destination, there was a very large and crazy group – maybe 1000- marijuana protesters (Freedom Festival aimed at legalizing marijuana) dancing, screaming and smoking something stinky”
“There was a break in the protest march and so my friends and I ran across to the safety of Aritzia- where I proceeded to buy these ($120) pants”
“So, honey, what you are saying to me – is that, as you ran across the street, you inhaled ?”
A friend of my daughter’s told us the other day that she and her mom (who divorced from her dad many years ago) have sold their home and are moving into a condo. While it is true that her mom wants to buy a home in the south and that in only two years she will be an empty nester, this seems like a next stage of downsizing. It seems like closing the windows of opportunity and slamming the door on possibility.I don’t love the sounds of it.
While in many ways we can be seen as the same-except I have an “extra” daughter who is 2 years younger- I feel a million years from this. In fact, I smiled thinking while she is shrinking their living space, I am growing mine. A few have said to me -why are you doing this right now, in a few years your kids will be gone – in some ways this is why I am doing it- to celebrate what we have now and to not assume anything about the future. Today is what I know.
I asked a trusted advisor if he thought I should add on to my home at this time – expecting him to say “why? how? or now?” and all he said was “Do it. Good for the soul.”
If life is this long and delicious spread, I am still seated at it. And I am not full.
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