My little red tether is my anchor in running with my friends. A beautiful guide dog has been my tether/anchor in mobility and independence for 17 years: 1. Pantera 2. Cricket, and now my beautiful 3. Georgina (Georgie). A life of family and friends is my joy and anchor in life.

The human spirit is stronger than anything that can happen to it. CC Scott

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Creating A feast

Steve has been gone this week to a training including late evenings.  I scheduled the evenings when I wasn't working with girl time - meeting a friend for dinner, girl talk on our patio one evening, etc. Last evening  Steve was given the opportunity to invite guests to his training, so Cricket and I hopped in a cab and met him. 
We were put in small groups (there were six of us) and given the challenge to go out in the community and create a 'feast' for a family. We could not use any of our own money. Outside of my comfort zone? Yes in many ways. In the end amazing, beautiful experience hard to put into words.   A group of people working together to help someone else was a great way to spend an evening, indeed.  We took a feast to a young family that will help them for many meals.  The father was in shock.   Afterwards, I sat in a room with 40 other people sharing this experience and being reminded that we can do hard things and make a difference in other people's lives.  I won't think of the words - create and feast in ever the same way. 
Earlier that day lunch included time with a friend at Cali Pizza.  This has been an amazing connection.  Wasatch Woman brought us together and each time we meet, we learn more about our connection.   We just made the connection that she lived next door to another dear friend (who has since moved) for several years ... a triple date is in the works!   In the picture above, Cricket is waiting for our cab to take us home with our yummy feast from Cali Pizza - barbecue chicken pizza.  My favorite question as I was waiting there was - hey where can I get one of those harnesses for my dog?  I tried to explain its so much more complicated than that!
A picture of an orange?  Steve and I have a little tradition.  When one of us peels an orange, we share.  Oranges are such a surprise ... mostly they are so yummy and delicious; on ocassion dry & disappointing.  We share the experience and relish in te yumminess.   The one that peels the orange makes sure to leave some for the other.  I know I am too busy or focused when I realize I ate the whole thing without offering him a slice.  Today, he left early and will be gone til late.  His orange slice is still there :).  I will save his little feast of an orange for later.

Cricket and I are creating a big mess at the moment as we are trying to declutter my  home office.  She keeps sighing, like please can't we go outside and play.  I told her sometimes life (or a room) gets messy before its clean.  Sigh.    



Mandy and Saxon said...

have you ever read Wendy Cope's poem The Orange? It is so wonderful and your post reminded me of it, I am going to leave it for you here :)

The Orange

At lunchtime I bought a huge orange -
The size of it made us all laugh.
I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave -
They got quarters and I had a half.

And that orange, it made me so happy.
As ordinary things often do
Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park.
This is peace and contentment. It’s new.

The rest of this day was quite easy.
I did all the jobs on my list
And enjoyed them and had some time over.
I love you. I’m glad I exist.

Becky said...

Thank you for sharing. No, I have not heard that poem - love it.