Patrick Henderson 11 a.m., Aug. 30
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How about a Shiny Red Convertible David
i haven't talked to him for a long time and was surprised to hear his insecurity about fitting in with family,friends and new ppl at a once again single 50
My son David
look at him mum...he's a whole constantly changing grown up human bean just like u are
so he came down from Livermore for his landmark 50th birthday and i wanted to do something really special for him...but mum's who don't see their kids often (hahahahaha still calling him a kid...i should be horsewhipped!!!) tend to use old out of date treatment to reach that "make the kid happy state"...hahahaha
so Bobby and i paid his airfare and rented him a car...i wanted to rent him the ultra cool flashy high school convertible (at $300 for the weekend)...Bobby vetoed that!!!
as we drove to meet his first cousin Carrie and her husband Bill for a drink we headed down India St to get on 5 NO and saw a couple standing next to their car bodylocked into a long wet deep tongued kiss...my head twisted way back to hold onto the image as long as i could
put me into any scenario that contains deep passionate unrelenting lovin' and I'm imprisoned immediately by the one the only on-going reality that i think is worthy of second notice
and of course a brilliant permanent curling smile...personally i think that's what Mona Lisa's is all about
when we arrived at the watering hole my 50 year old son jumped out of the rental car and picked me up and swung me around saying..."I LOVE THIS CAR"!!!!!
"THE MUSIC IS SURROUND SOUND AND THE AIR CONDITIONING IS SO PERFECT"!!!!
who would have thunk it mum hit a home run...dang girl..u still got it!!!
not to far off center at all!!!
i don't see no cobwebs cluttering up ur brain yet!!!
on Saturday David came by to hang out and wait for his 1/2 sister to show up
and so we REALLY talked and my son..my son...he's me...how the HELL did that happen???
he spoke of the couple on India St and i heard that catch in his throat that I'd have had as he told me about how he missed having someone to love and how it made him misty eyed..
i had felt essentially the same as Bobby and i sped by
i was quiet and supportive as he talked of reconnecting with family and inserting himself into the life that presented itself to him now as a single middle age aged man
i thought now's the time to be a pundit Nan...all this fantastic wisdom u've acquired during the aging time frame will hold u in good stead now
then i remember myself at his age...and how just being able to talk so openly and honestly to someone family was all that was needed
so as we said our long goodbye til Christmas i gave him my few simple rules for managing his life as artfully as possible
BE KIND TO URSELF
REMEMBER EACH DAY THAT THE UNIVERSE HAS SOMETHING WONDERFUL IN STORE FOR U...WATCH FOR IT
TAKE DANCE LESSONS