Thursday, April 9, 2015
smiling:: Gary is studying Middle Eastern Studies/Arabic at his university. He, along with twenty other students from B.Y.U. were selected to attend the National College Model Arab League this week in Washington DC. (Their group is representing Saudi Arabia.) I'm so happy (and, I must say a very proud Mama) for him being able to participate in this experience, but also to have the chance to visit our nation's capitol. (His third visit-- once when we visited as a family when he was about 11 years old, the other time as a teen when he represented Utah at a youth leadership conference.)
I woke up early this morning, as usual, and was on my iPad. Lucky me because of the wonderful opportunity and timing of Gary getting on Facetime with me. How he woke up at 5:30 this morning all ready to set out on a walk from his hotel to the magnificent Japanese cherry blossom path of Washington's Tidal Basin. How he wanted to show his mom the beautiful spring blossoms he knew she'd love and has longed to see.
Later, he sent me these pics. And this is what I responded:
Awesome!!! I'm so happy for you!!! Tears in my eyes and a big smile on my face. Enjoy every minute of this wonderful experience, Gare. I love you, mom
eating and drinking:: dunking toast in a my new favorite hot beverage: almond milk + turmeric + cinnamon + Dandy Blend + raw honey. So good.
outing:: a little Spring Break adventure yesterday with Eliza and Isaac. Took the "Frontrunner" train up to Salt Lake (first time for me, but not the kids); sitting up high on the double decker second floor. People watching is always fun. New scenery is always interesting, too. Walked in the chill and drizzle to the shopping district. Wandered around a candy store, watched that sweet Cinderella film at the movie theater, ate sweet potato fries and veggie stir fries for our lunch, looked at the cool exhibits at the planetarium, killed time at Barnes and Noble before heading back (me trying to keep up with the pace of running children) out in the rain to catch our soon-to-be-departing train back home. Holding Isaac on my lap part of the way (even though the seat next to me was empty), him nestling with arms and legs draped over me on the couch later that night. Falling asleep in each others arms.
I cherish days like these.
listening:: Like the Dawn: The Oh Hellos. Listening to this over and over. So beautiful. Eliza introduces me to the best music.
reading:: The Dance of the Dissident Daughter (Sue Monk Kidd), A God Who Looks Like Me (Patricia Reilly)
watching:: discovered the PBS series Wolf Hall the other day. A new Masterpiece production to enjoy and look forward to every week. A way to ease my Downton Abbey withdrawals, I guess.
remembering:: this image I captured a year ago this very day. A nearby field and tree I've photographed many times through the years and throughout the seasons. I always looked forward to April's carpet of small purple blossoms; almost reminding me of a field of heather. A special place along my running route that brought me a lot of beauty and a lot of peace.
Since I haven't been running this year, I thought I'd take a drive by the other day. Sadly, this cherished view no longer exists. The field recently plowed over and tree toppled, all making way for a new subdivision development. Especially heart breaking for me to see this proud tree that stood out there all alone for who knows how many years through rain or shine; its glory finally surrendered and laying helplessly on its side.
With this and other changes in my environment, I realize that change is inevitable. Change is the one constant. To live is to change. Grateful, most of all, for the precious gift I've been given to open my eyes; seeing, capturing, and recording the beauty that's all around me.