A few memories of a happier sort: A young African-American woman behind me in line after our long wait at O'Hare said to me, "I want to tell you that I just love your hair." Wow. I was affirmed. Then there was the young man who noted that my shoe lace was untied and he was worried I would fall. His concern for an old lady was appreciated!
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I did not sleep well--thanks to noisy plumbing and a midnight bath in the room over us and my own issues.
But Saturday all was redeemed as I listened to Jeff and Jim laughing over a soccer game while I rested on a couch downstairs--and then listened to James' Princeton High School Choir singing Lauridsen's Agnus Dei with the Princeton Symphony Orchestra. I closed my eyes and tears rolled down my cheeks. It was heavenly--and I prayed for James and his life as he too leaves home next year for college.
We had another supper at Ruby Tuesdays with Jeff and M who is no longer a boy but is definitely becoming a young man. Back to the room--a new room on the 4th floor with no one over us! I am bold enough these days to ask for what I need!
Sunday: It appears that the only way I can get my laptop to work is to drop it or slam it on the counter. That has gotten it going twice now.
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I had a much better night on the 4th floor and an easy drive to Bryn Mawr Presbyterian Church where we worshipped with Laura singing in the choir and A in his class.
It was a quiet day otherwise with the older three skiing with their dad and then off to The Nutcracker with Laura later. Jim entertained A and later A entertained me by shoveling in the driveway for at least an hour--just happily removing snow from the lawn to the driveway itself.
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It was a lazy afternoon but we did take a good walk with A to our favorite Henry Park with its little stream. A had his hands so full of treasures of sticks and pine cones that he needed our help to carry them.
Supper was a fajita mix made by G, the nanny, who is a wonderful cook as well as a wonderful nanny. There's lots of coming and going with karate lessons but Michael and S and R were able to eat with us. Laura and J ate later.
So now it's off to NYC for a couple of days.
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