The weekend disappeared quicker than I could have imagined. I feel as though I’m stuck in a bit of a time warp. It seems like an eternity has passed since I was in Augusta preparing for Jessica’s wedding, but in reality it was only slightly more than a week ago. The beginning of the weekend seems as though it must have been yesterday, but it was actually four days ago. There isn’t much difference between ten days and four days, but one feels years behind me and the other feels mere seconds behind me. I suppose the amount of activity between moments influences our perception of time passing, but yet my situation has the opposite effect that one would expect.
I’m trying to remember significant things that have occurred over the past week and a half. The first thing to note would be Jessica and Will’s wedding. I remember Jessica and I not-so-secretly dreaming that we would end up with our respective partners during our Hart House days. Four years later, it’s nice to see that we both ended up exactly where we intended to be. ...at least in the husband department. There have been some other changes along the way, but they seem relatively insignificant when one considers the over all happiness. I don’t remember anything particularly exciting during the following work week, but days are always dotted with tiny trials and little laughs from various corners of my universe. One humorous moment was when Johnathan emerged from the grocery store carrying mustard and David pipes up with, “Daddy has the check up ” Get it? Ketchup...check up? Only it was mustard... Emily has figured out that she has holes in her nose and will delightedly try to explore yours if you keep her from exploring her own.
My great uncle passed away this weekend, and I found my great aunt significantly altered. She was always a plump little chatterbox with a memorable chuckle and merry eyes. She has now lost a great deal of weight, and her eyes lack their old sparkle. In more positive news, my grandmother has spent more time out of bed this week than she has in a while. Baby steps.
My best friend is officially living in Los Angeles. It’s a strange thought. My mental picture of Los Angeles is an urban wilderness with lots of lights and over-priced boutiques. I suppose that with so many people flocking to the city of angels, there must be more appeal than I give it credit for.
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