it is really hitting me that (as of today) i have 7 work days before i leave for israel. that means a lot of head down/hunkering to get stuff done. at work and at home. progress is being made. also working on the physical body (chiropractor and acupuncture) to deal with some misalignments etc. more next week. in the meantime, ice and ibuprofen.
back in santa monica where things are ok. tomorrow is father's day. how lovely that i get to spend it here.
the group that planned the dedication of the mikvah (ritual bath) at the JCC in Los Gatos had a dinner to celebrate and debrief. it was lovely. this week dinner plans include jeremy and daniel on thursday (working around jeremy's soccer commitments). last night was the hysterical show of silicon valley gay men's chorus and kinsey sicks, "america's favorite dragapella beautyshop quartet," of which there is nothing like it/them. ever. fortunately the people i had brought with me did not feel i had oversold KS. omg. wonderful, as always. and we were in the second row, on the right. www.kinseysicks.com or www.svgmc.org if you are interested in more. it was wonderful to see jeff and razmik. we have been out of touch of late and there is too much drama to relate. everyone is ok now, mostly.
hopefully, my 2nd cousin is coming over tomorrow morning with her two adorable girls. even a brief visit will be nice. then maybe the deli for lunch. that seems to be one place where we can reliably go. then perhaps to the co-op health food store where i can get stuff to take with (they have the new blueberry blast luna bar, and hopefully some tofu jerky and energy nuggets).
in the second year now
i have still not gone back to as much jewelry as i used to wear... taking it all off for the mikvah was interesting. i've found some nice new rings (different colors, nice stones) which i have started wearing. it is a much more conscious thing now.
our fearless leader from the monday night group reminded me of her bus analogy. i've related this before but i think it bears re-telling. people we lose who are dear to us are passengers on our bus. at first, soon after the death, they sit beside us. we are aware of their presence at all times. but later, they move around. sometimes in front, across the aisle, or maybe a few rows back. sometimes we see them, other times they are out of sight. but they never get off our bus. they are always there. so maybe it just takes tuning in to find out where they are located at any given point in time.
tuesday is a bocce ball celebration of the one year anniversary of the death of the husband of someone from group. we will be there to support CC, of course accompanied by food, along with bocce. i'm looking forward to it.
the apricot tree is in full harvest mode. i brought maybe 4 pounds down with me, along with the 4 boxes of Aussie bites which apparently are not available at Costco down here. i'm doing my best to keep people happy.
