Letters to Tuvia#202 A Rich Monday (4-12-16)

 

Morning T,

I am back to writing in the morning and , even if it’s still cloudy & rainy  I’m dreaming of  the AOC, (thanks to Facebook for reminding me) our favorite spot in the Village, just where we were one year ago today for lunch.  Sunshine, no winter coats and a very different life- a very different focus to my life.  But I had a good one yesterday T, a rich one that kept me engaged, almost happy.

I was up at 5:30.  I couldn’t sleep.  I had great digital footage to watch and begin to edit. I added more to our promo piece and even though my dad didn’t have enough specifics to add to my piece for him, our visit with Christine’s family- wow they offered us a treasure trove. With just a cup of coffee and half a grapefruit I was at it and happy.  I lost track of time and only when I looked at 9:30 did I realize I needed to stop and shower and dress for my guitar lesson.  I had to stop even when I didn’t want to…

Guitar- no, I wasn’t prepared enough for my lesson, but Jon isn’t one to get angry, not even frustrated.  He just takes me where I am and hopes for the best and that made me feel even more guilty. I quietly pledged to make this a productive week of practice beginning with grabbing the guitar one more time before I went to sleep to preserve the new work we went over hoping that it would all stick . Most of it did!

Funny, though most this rich day  was spent five minutes from the house, at the Garden State mall with Sharon,  watching her try on clothes for Ray’s wedding. That was after lunch at the Suburban Diner, yes, our Suburban Diner.  I was okay, but as you might expect, so many of the staff still remember us and came over to check in with me.  That was tough.

But as you might expect what fun it was to spend the day with Sharon. Nothing like being with a friend of 30 years, one that loved you too.

And there was more- dinner at Bonnie’s again with Tom last night.  Wonderful conversation with Hillary lovers and sharing memories and very good food in their cozy kitchen.

Back home with just enough time for exercise and  a bit of Dancing with the Stars and good night.

What a very full, rich day  to be active, creative and friended…

It was good.

Smiling?

Miss you T,

Bonnie S.

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7 thoughts

  1. Wow, you did have a very full day, Bonnie. I read the excitement in your words, for everything, the guitar, your new venture, and a day with an old friend-nothing better. I’m glad you could eat lunch at a favorite place of yours and Tuvia’s, feel that it’s hard, but also do it. Good memories make it tough, but also nice. Have another wonderful day!

  2. Full days are good. They tend to keep us focused on the present and what makes us happy. Even though past memories creep in they are tempered with the present and can bring a smile to our faces. Glad you had a good day.

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