92nd St Y Ladies

From Hilda’s LIvingroom

Turning Point

Trudy’s work

Sweet Park

Ready!

Piermont

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Morning T,

You are missing a totally glorious Columbus Day weekend but I’m taking full advantage of it for both of us.  I’m in my apartment right now, ready to jump in for a quick shower and then get ready for my guitar lesson.  Sadly, I didn’t practice much this week but you know Jonathan, he will take me where I am and lead me on, with patience.

Filling my days has become a great challenge.  Yesterday I was back at my gym in Paramus- first time since you left. I been avoiding this morning routine:  gym, call to you, Shoprite, call to you.  Just too charged with silence.  I could get back to the gym but right now Shoprite is still too much about you/us- the place where I filled your prescriptions, selected hot foods you might like but usually rejected.  I’m sure I’ll be back there, but not  yet.

By noon I was sitting in my car outside Hilda’s house filling my GPS with the necessary address to  Trudy’s art show at a small museum in Closter, NJ-  a perfect opportunity to support Trudy and catch up  with my 92nd St Y gang  I haven’t seen them since your Shiva.  The show was small, not a solo show of  Trudy’s amazing work, but her contributions were my favorites  and it was good to be with Diana, Pearl, Trudy and Danny. A glass of wine, a bit of cheese, a walk in the woods nearby and Hilda and I  were back in the car by 2:30 so I could get something more substantial to eat, drop her back home and head for Piermont by 3:30.  I know that you’re smiling at my efforts to keep moving.

HURAY! I got to see Jenn Chapin, daughter of Harry, niece of Bonnie and Tom perform.  I’ve been listening to her music for as long as I’ve known Bonnie, maybe longer, and loved it.  I think she’s a bit too bluesy/jazzy for you, but I’m going to bet that you would  have enjoyed the concert.  She is part of a wonderful trio. Her husband plays the Double Bass- not just the strings, but the entire body of it and he is totally engaged in the performing experience.  The guitarist a Jamie Fox was also a great musician  and Jenn doesn’t just hold the mic, she uses her body to as an instrument- very sexy.  I Loved it! And without any shyness made sure to get up and meet her with Bonnie by my side. No, I was NOT intimidated 🙂

Of course it was all good until I was back in my car on my way to the apartment. The tears were  flowing even when I stopped at the small market on the bottom of my hill to grab something for dinner and continued through catch up phone conversations with Ami, Jane and Leora and beyond- through our favorite Sunday TV lineup:  Obama on 60 Minutes,  Madame Secretary, The Good Wife, Homeland and the Affair.  No I didn’t get to see everything, but I tried to stay focused without you by my side.

I’m missing our ongoing life dialogue, my love.

Missing you so much,

Bonnie S.