Monday, September 2, 2013
My whole purpose in life this summer has been to be at my Mother's beck and call. Since she no longer drives, I have shared the chauffeur responsibilities with several other family members. She has always been a very socially involved lady about town. Now as she approaches her 86th birthday she remains as active as she physically can.
Yesterday I took her to Mass and then to an 80th birthday party of a family friend. We had to drive to another county, a small farming community that can only be reached by driving a curvy hilly road that descents to the Kentucky River, which is traversed by an equally curved concrete bridge...
....as you can see.
I am not the good dutiful daughter. OK I act like one most the time, but in my heart I am whining about why me! I don't want to go. It's going to be a boring time and I can not steal away and hide outside and read a book!
As the case ususally is, I had a most excellent time.
A little bit of back story. The Birthday girl had eight children. I went to school with most of them. Son Number Two was in my class...grammar school. You could say I have known them all my life. Of the eight children,, there are 42 grand kids. Of the 42 grand kids there are about 100,000 great grand kids.
I exaggerate. But, they were all there. Most of them.
I met the new priest of the parish who was installed the beginning of July. We stuck up a lively conversation, as St. Theresa (my Mom) had him sit at our table. Somehow we realized that we had both attended the Catholic High School for central Kentucky. He had graduated the year I started.
We had a lively talk about Father "S", "Father Beach Boy. The man all the girls loved and all the boys wanted to be." he said. I thought that was so cool and so absolutely true!
We chatted and chatted and I forgot he was a priest and even said "hell".....Father forgive me.
On the way home I realized what a great time I had and why. It was mind blowing.
Posted by alphawoman at 3:21 PM