Are you at least a little curious? Can you picture just turned 67 year old Pastor Pete Kiteboarding at Lake Perry on a Sunday morning? This retirement is really something!
An old saying about a snowball’s chance in Hell comes to mind as the caption to that picture. Since we attend the Evening Service at the church from which I retired, and since the tradition of Volunteers spending time with Mary Ann on Sunday morning still continues to a certain extent, I have opted to use Sunday morning as a mini-retreat time.
Most often I head up to the lake to just sit in the van and read, walk, meditate, watch for birds and other wildlife, and just spend time in the moment, experiencing whatever it brings.
This morning it brought a very chilly and very strong wind. I opened the window on the van, covered myself with a jacket and just celebrated the power and the sound of the wind. Last night was a difficult one. Mary Ann was up at least four to five times an hour until almost 4am. Gratefully, at least she slept the next four hours.
I was glad that a Volunteer was scheduled this morning. Volunteer Jan and her husband, Tim, are in our time in life, so we have lots in common. Jan does a treatment on her finger nails that Mary Ann appreciates. They just enjoy talking.
As soon as Jan came, I headed for the lake. When I was passing through some fields after the turn off on the way to the dam area, a juvenile American Bald Eagle and an American Crow took off from on of those fields not far from the van as I passed by. I suspect that the two of them had had some sort of disagreement that landed them there.
Just as I was driving off after a couple of hours there, an Adult American Bald Eagle treated me to a fly over, then circled for a couple of minutes. In between the two Eagle encounters, I did a lot of devotional reading. I have needed as much grounding as I could find the last day or so. The three or four different articles from journal and online Spiritual Formation sources helped draw me back to a better place. They were all thoughtful and very well-written. Each helped reframe reality in terms of something that does not depend on external circumstances to create health and well-being. There was nothing there that I don’t already know. It is a matter of bringing the truth into a more central place from which it can generate renewal. I was also refreshed by Pastor Jim’s message at the Service tonight.
After a substantial time with the reading and meditation, a car came blasting by me in the parking lot and landed in the corner of the lot. Two young men jumped out and started unloading cloth bags and containers and equipment and spread it all around the car and in the nearby grass. It didn’t take long to figure out what was going on. It probably took a half hour from arriving in the lot to heading into the water. Only one of the two actually kiteboarded. He went back and forth a number of times right by the shore. He was not out on the water for as long a time as they spent getting the equipment ready and putting on all the paraphernalia.
We had a good meal after returning home, Lisa’s meatloaf, baked potatoes and asparagus. Even though she had been up so much last night, Mary Ann never took a nap today. She just refused to do so. She didn’t really even nap with her head down on the table. The fare on the television was no better than yesterday. She was up and down quite a bit. I just hung close to her.
The Evening Service got us out and with people for a bit. There was a stop at Sheridan’s for Concretes (chocolate with pecans) to take home and eat. I haven’t yet been able to bring myself to head into Baskin & Robbins after the nasty treatment the last time we were in (see post from April 15). When we are in the mood for the flavors of ice cream that we favor there, I will not let my anger interfere with the pleasure of enjoying a couple of scoops. Life is short.
Mary Ann has gone to bed and appears to be sleeping. I am counting on nothing, however. One sleepless night does not guarantee that the next one will be a restful one. Tomorrow evening Volunteer Tamara came by late today to pick up some dishes so that she can bring us a meal tomorrow to put in the oven for supper. We are looking forward to that treat.
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April 26, 2010 at 5:54 am
See….you are never to old to experience something that the younger generation does! This could give new meaning to “go fly a kite!”
I remember the days of the ups and downs with my parents. Fortunately you do get that time when things smooth out so you can get ready for the next round, when and if it comes.
There is a gentleman in church who also has Parkinson’s. He looks about 80, and is a couple of years younger than you and me!!! He hasn’t been in church lately, so a prayer shawl is in the car to be delivered to him. We have given out over ten in less than two months. It says something for the power of prayer and people caring!
Enjoy your day…..and I hope you don’t punish yourself without B&R too long!