April 10,2023
Easter Monday
8:29am
A TRIBUTE TO A TOUGH COOKIE
Today, I wanted to nap a bit before the start of my employment obligations..but, my mind was so busy reflecting on the events of Good Friday, Black Saturday and Easter Sunday.
I rose from my warm bed and face the white screen on my laptop and begin proclaiming GRATITUDE as I ponder on JANE, my daughters’ self imposed GRANNY.
One Christmas (2020) night is how it all started.
Ana Marcelina was tasked to knock on the door of the lady who lives right below our apartment unit.
She was bearing a tin can of Save On bought cookies.
Caillie, the super friendly and kind German Shepherd greeted us at the door with Jane obviously pleased by our surprise appearance.
I hoped that the simple gift would have helped her forgive us for the noise we create.
It was such one annoying realization that the apartment building’s sound proofing is non-existent, thus the walls and floors seemed paper thin.
When we were in Alberta last November, Jane realized that there were certain sounds, she thought came from directly above her, and was not from us at all.
Haha, yesterday, as we came out of the elevator at the ground floor, we saw a police officer talking to a young lady. The bits and pieces of information we heard as we headed out of the front door for Easter Mass, reveal a disturbance complaint. Noise and disorderliness I guess?
I guess, Jane had to keep forgiving us for the noise we created as LIFE and it’s challenges happen.
The one directly above us, has given us some sleepless nights as well now and then.
GETTING TO KNOW JANE
She is no whimp. She bravely faces growing old with a smile on her face and steel determination to conquer all the aches and pains that accompany it.
Yesterday, she whipped up a wonderful EASTER DINNER, just one of many dinners we have had in her oh so charming home.
She loves decorating and re-decorating her home for every season. And she is in her element for Christmas. She loves Christmas and giving gifts.
One of the special gifts I got from her was in a shiny red box with pasted ribbon and bow. In it was a solitary marble and a saying that goes…”if you think you have lost all of them, you still have one left.”
Last week, she sent me this quote about planting gardens and gave us seeds of wild flowers….” To plant a garden is to believe in tomorrow.”
Despite the initial fits and starts of a beginning relationship, she has decided to be part of our family. She is family. Now and then, I see resemblances of my dad and sister from her profile and expressions.
I want to be like her at 72 and beyond.
She does not worry about tomorrow.
She is happy giving of herself to the now and is such a extremely wonderful blessing in the present.
Let me end this with a quote from St. John Paul II " Thank you, every woman, for the simple fact of being a woman! Through the insight which is so much a part of your womanhood, you enrich the world's understanding and help to make relations more honest and authentic."
