Saturday, September 24, 2011

Mister Sass

'Im wondering when you're going to stop talking.' This was dad's response to my question, asking if anything was wrong, or could I get him anything? This was when I went in this afternoon; he was sitting up in his chair, eyes open, alert. But he was not impressed!! (Though I do think he might just be feeling better!)

These days, the sun is hanging out lower in the sky. The green leaves we waited so long to see appear on the stick branches are beginning to take on a golden hue. There's that subtle chill in the air, as summer shifts to autumn. We've had a few blowly days, and some pretty nasty rain. I just know it's a prelude to what's to come... until at least April next year. (Vancouver... love your views and your people... your weather; not so much.) There's a panic in me that I won't get out of here in time, that I'll be rained in. Or worse... snowed in.

Then, I was in the grocery store uptown grabbing a few items, and on my way out... I noticed walkers lined up three deep at the exit, no doubt waiting for their cabs. (Is it me, or are there more seniors moving in every week!?) I thought to myself, "Run, don't walk, to the nearest exit... and keep going!" Certainly not going to find a prospective mate in these parts. (Not really interested in an "older gentleman", somehow!)

On the one hand, I am thankful for the extra time to say goodbye to people, and wrap things up. However, I am ready to go. Ready for new beginnings, new (younger) faces, new possibilities. So come on, dad, get strong, get strong... we've got places to be!

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