The last couple weeks I have had opportunities to be creative in writing, cooking, designing, marketing, and giving, marked by visits from several special constant companions. We got to share this incredible photo of our comedian grandson with distant family members who made me want to be a kid like him again.
One right after the other. No expectations. No disappointments. That's what they say, and the adage is true. No special order or ranking, although there are a few that stand out.
Gurion, our nearly thirteen-year-old grandson was here for five days and nights. Five siblings were left behind! Lew's journal records the joys, the accomplishments and the surprises. Three concerts - one on the Chester Green with a Lisai's bulkie. Then "802 Experience" St. Luke's church musician Jacob McLaughlin's performance. Food shopping. Gifts for the boy from Staples. Menu planning. Shrimp twice. Family Center shopping for games. Picture taking. Story editing. Doll leg stuffing. Fireman face design. Model airplane building. Time line work. Engagement with doll shop visitors. Two visits to the town pool, one better than the other because of old friends, yes five girls, were there. Built a trellis for morning glories. Scrabble games. Celebrating national ice cream day. Last concert!
Did you mean our honeymoon escape to Shelburne and Burlington or the second doll mural wheat pasting? Both were fabulous, thank you. We were celebrating the history of our beautiful 46-year marriage and recognizing the significant role the sweet cloth dolls have played in our lives.
Sometimes it is a question. Other times it is an exclamation. On two occasions in preparing for Open Studio I connected with classmates of my darling daughters who remember my doll making frenzies in the young mothering years. One remembered coming to play and helping with the display and stuffing. How many years?
Here we are in the cold M month, and I am suddenly thinking about the time change, the snow melting, spring coming, the upcoming commitments, and then shifting to thinking about how real my M girls are - Missy, Millicent, Meghan, Madelyn, Molly, Mimi, Monet and Maggie. How about these M words? Magical, Magnificent, Model, Majestic, Manageable, Mother. What does this all mean?
This is a good day to write a "composition" as there is no school because of the big snow. I unpacked the big Green Mountain Coffee box filled with ten Bundles, including a Camilla, all set neatly sitting in their places by Tim, just retrieved from the Hartford Welcome Center where they spent a month wondering if they would see Silvio and their other brothers and sisters again. Imagine their reactions when they returned to the gallery and saw someone wearing an outfit having the same fabric as they have. Maybe they were drinking coffee! Who was the loudest?
When you let your kids leave the house, you can only trust that they will be safe and be good. Ten of our people were transported in a couple travel totes that symbolize packing up for a fair, especially for Silvio, our welcomer and babysitter. He was especially sad to see a couple of his favorites be chosen, but we assured him they could not be sold and would want to come back to him. Where did they go?
At least some days we are! Actually retirement began on November 30, 2005, followed by the journey of a lifetime across the US, connecting with my SCA federal agency partners and our family. But that is history. Our local bookstore owner asked me at a Boxing Day party how many hours a day I worked making dolls. I don't really call it work, but it is about four hours daily that I play at creating treasures. To hear from a customer that her doggie doll "is really extraordinary. It was such a pleasure working with you throughout the creative process," makes it all the more favorite four hours a day.
What did we do in our retirement in 2013?
First it snows and then the sun shines. But it gets better. First, I guess, were the splendid birthday cards and calls, including the singing King family. Silly Facebook. I have recovered my business page, but I had well wishes galore through this medium including my favorite Peruvian exchange son from 22 years ago. To top it off was the presence of three special girls at the St. Luke's Christmas Tea to celebrate. Momma, Beatrice and Shiloh made a special trip, singing in the truck all 70 miles. Lew joined us and then we sent them back home to the boys with my veggie pizza and their carrot cake promise for the near future. But, there is much more.