Friday, April 29, 2011
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
A pleasant friendship
I’ve just had the pleasure of spending the weekend with a dear friend. Miriam Tatum, the mother of my daughter Elizabeth’s boyfriend. It’s beginning to feel inadequate to refer to Steven as such, as they have been a couple for 7 years. Miriam invited Grace and me to come along to visit them at
Miriam and I rarely have time to engage in more than a quick chat, as we both have busy lives. It was such a pleasure to have that extended time for pointless meandering conversation.
Miriam’s persona is an elegant balance of patience and curiosity. Much of our time was spent exploring the favorite’s of
I consider myself very fortunate to call Miriam friend.
Friday, April 15, 2011
Can it really have been seventeen years ago that we were having lunch at Insomnia every day when we both worked downtown? Is it possible that we survived on 16 oz. cups of coffee for lunch every day?
I like to think that if we had been told that seventeen years later, we would still be friends, neither of us would have behaved any differently. You still would have shared your finely crafted poems with me, and I still would have given you delicate drawings of dead birds, which is why, I suppose, we are still dear friends.
I rarely see you anymore, certainly not hanging out at the same café every day, but when we do see each other we always laugh together as if it's been mere days. When we find a rare moment to meet, I am always touched by your thoughtful gifts and gestures of kindness. You always manage to give me something that I'm never sure how I lived without in the first place. Samples from Penhaligon's of London, one of the world's oldest perfumers; a different scent to delight my senses every day of the week! And Dave Hickey's The Invisible Dragon, Essays on Beauty. You've always known how to renew my passion for art, and provoke me to find new ways of defining beauty.
Thank you for these lovely gifts, but thank you more for your rich and lively friendship.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Monday, April 11, 2011
My little Gracie
This week I want to express my gratitude to my little girl, Grace. The youngest of 3 at 10 years old, she has always lived in a world quite a bit older than her. Her siblings are 18 and 20. The thing is, she is one of those that is born mature, “old soul”. She is and always has been one to be open to others feelings. Always ready to convey her care and love often with written word. It would be impossible for me to count the love notes and drawings I have received from her, thousands I’m sure.
Grace is also a very talented singer. On one occasion, she decided to sing a song as a parting gift to a young student intern teacher. She sang, “The Circle Game, a Joni Mitchell song”, plus added her own verse for Michelle. Well, any adult in the room had tears in their eyes.
Well, as you can see, I’m pretty proud of her, and thank her for being so generous with her gifts.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Friday, April 1, 2011
My maker of adventures, my musician, my biggest fan, and my best friend. There are few people in the world that I could spend several days with alone, on the road, and never get tired of our conversations, and our silences. Your passion for history, and your curiosity for nature and art are an inspiration to me. "I don't know everything," you often remind me. Yes, but you know so very much.
When my camera broke during our recent vacation, you didn't hesitate to help me to start looking for a place that could sell me a new one. You understood it was that important to me, and that's the kind of guy that you are.
As you approach a landmark birthday, I am reminded of a quote from Proust; "Let us be grateful to people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom."
As I type this, you are out with your friend Chris, a secret mission called Operation Shiny Object, while I wait for all of the guests for your surprise birthday party.
Happy birthday, sweet husband. And thank you.