One of Each

After forty two email came bounding into my inbox this beautiful, crisp, Monday morning, that was that. There is more out there in the world than email. It’s G’s birthday for one thing. I want to make the time to leave notes on all my “favorites” in OD, for another more important thing than email.

Oh, I’ve been to read you, but there’s no time to note. Some of you will leave me a note whether I note you or not. Others of you vanish until I remind you I exist. Yes, I am here. Yes, I am busy. You all know busy. Yesterday was busy keeping G happy. 50th birthdays are a bit earth shaking. I think he is a little shook. And he is now aware of his mortality. Poor thing….but his neck is better every day. Thank you.

“What do you want to do today?” I asked him as the rain clouds slowly vanished behind the mountains.

Silence.

“The Zoo?”

“Yes, let’s do that,” he said smiling. And we did.

There are major changes at our zoo. The city has given permission for them to put their parking underground and expand into the land around the Zoo. The carousel will be moved near the art area, and the little train will be closer to the heart of Balboa Park too.

Birthday donuts, walking, potato chips, more walking, bus rides, and shuttle rides brought us home to a chicken noodle casserole and a tossed green salad. After dinner the very stark documentary “Blind Spot: Hitler’s Secretary.” Chilling because of the true feelings of the time are so clearly delineated in this very spare film.

So…….right now I am doing one email then one diary or journal. A forced balance, but one that wins my heart.