the sign on the elevator said the launch was scheduled for 6:30 this morning, but when we got to the tiki hut bar at 6:25, we saw that we’d arrived in time to see the shuttle traveling across the sky, but too late to see the actual launch. my daughter blamed the hotel, saying they should’ve posted the CORRECT time, dammit. (she’s not a morning person.)
my mother (bless her heart) was just thankful we caught her and redirected her to the tiki hut bar instead of letting her walk on to godknowswhere.
me, i spent the rest of the day thinking about authority. about our role and responsibility in being, recognizing, and following authority.
we’re here on holiday, as my friend karen would say. in hilton head, my mother, my daughter and me. enjoying a 3-g (3 generations) week of togetherness.
on the drive down yesterday, i just can’t tell you how thrilled we were to have been informed that the stoppers on aunt lucy’s salt and pepper shakers need to be replaced. fortunately mother brought the ancient, worn-out stoppers with her so we can spend the week looking for replacements. the launch and now this. and to think i wondered what on earth we would do with ourselves for 5 days on the beach.
Oh yes, having a small challenge like the salt and pepper stoppers can give meaning to a week. Funny, isn't it? But it's from small adventures that big moments are born.
Some day I may blog again – if I recover from this move! I will never move again.
you'll recover, susan, and i look forward to your return to blogging. and you're right: small adventures reap big moments and memories.
What a gift to have the 3 generations together! I love that the mini-snafu led you to a much larger question. I wanna hear more on your thoughts about authority – I'm intrigued!
But in the meantime, ENJOY your days on the beach. And do use the pink duct tape wisely.
it is interesting and fun to become a sentient being and see how we are alike, how we are different. i started writing about authority, but it turned into the big chewy, so i tabled it till later. it's big. layered. chewy.
Oh I have a feeling there will be a lot of chewy and more than a few laughs coming out of the 3-g week. I look forward to all of it.
hey sugar. i 'spect you're right.
I seem to have developed tendonitis or some kind of over use injury in my left wrist and hand…making typing painful for me…so I might not be blogging as much for a while… this includes commenting on your amazingly inspiring blog-and this is soooooo hard for me. (this is kind of a form message I've typed and am copying and pasting at all my favorite blog hangouts. Sorry it must seem completely random in relation to your post) I can still read your posts- I will be present to you in a quiet way-reading and viewing your words and images, and leaving a simple ☺
to let you know I have dropped by and am thinking about you.
Gentle steps,
Laura
take good care, laura. thanks for letting me know. i feel your quiet support both here and over at your place. look forward to more exchanges when your wrist permits.
Tell me more about the 3-G week. I feel like you've cleverly whetted my appetite. Like Emma, I want to know what wisdom you've gained about authority…'cause I could use some right now. btw, did you find the stoppers?