I was hoping to make it through the night but I still can’t get beyond midnight. Oh well, writing is my way to sleep. I can’t call you to share my day right?
Labor Day #1 without you was a day in Ellenville with my family, but first things first: Happy Birthday Mihael and Leigh and a good conversations with Ami and Adi. I needed all three today.
I shut up the house, making sure the garbage cans were set for pickup early tomorrow morning and I was off by 10.
An easy ride up the Thruway but in the lanes moving toward the city there was a clear taste for the traffic to come.
Arriving by 11:30, Marla had her kitchen in full swing, cooking and baking for the holidays to come. A cup of coffee, good conversation and soon I was making plans to have lunch with my dad and Martin at the newly renovated Gabby’s. Yes, Mexican. I know, not your favorite. Not my dad’s either but they both indulged me and my dad grabbed for the check and I let him. I know you would have never allowed that. Sorry, I’m bringing up Rosh Hashanah dinner from Harold’s next Sunday.
I was back to join Jeff and Marla for ride to Kingston to see Inside Out, a movie that Mihael, Mia and Adi loved. We loved it as well. You would have been checking your watch every 5 minutes, wondering why we were so immersed.
Then we headed back to Ellenville, picked up my dad and headed to the Public House for dinner, meeting up Nancy, Carl and daughter. Wonderful to see so much indoor and outdoor activity in the town.
And then we were in for the night. Jeff and Marla relaxed with TV, before bed. I left them until morning light when Jeff will be up brewing the first coffee for the day, bringing in the local papers and demanding CSNBC time.
It was a good day, a beautiful day, but… it was off, I was off without you.
I was just sitting across the table from you stirring a cup of yogurt and suddenly life as I knew it ended.