That is if I can ground myself long enough
to actually write a blog – something I seem to have entirely ignored for 3
weeks now: hmmm, the waxing and waning of the moon has nothing on me.
But today all of a sudden, thoughts seem to
be piling back into my brain, first of all this one on the coincidence of
dates.
47 years ago my then husband-to-be and now
deceased-husband (this may get complicated) had open-heart surgery for the
first time. Just days before man landed on the moon, he wrote his mother a
letter saying that if things “didn’t work out” that he had had a wonderful
life. Imagine, he was only 34 years old at that point and went on to marry and
have two sons gaining another 31 years in the process – and another open-heart
surgery at age 45.
Little did he dream that on the same day, a
woman who would become first a renter then a very good friend turned 25. Today
she celebrates another great year after having overcome cancer twice, living
first in the flat then becoming my housemate before marrying at 72 and going on
to a new life. We have now known each other for 23 years and enjoyed many an
adventure together! Happy Birthday D-L.
Nor was he to know that another of our best
friends would have their oldest daughter on that same day. She is now a young
married woman and I have the pleasure of seeing her daughter grow – I call
myself “aunt” which of course takes me back to the politeness of another
generation. Happy birthday A!
So today I had lunch with our oldest son,
who is now that same age as was his father when we met.
Ah the fun of coincidences.
Cosmic thoughts? It just sounded good, but here's the last sliver of a moon as well as the last full moon to justify the title.
Corsier, July 2016 |
Corsier, July 2016 |
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