Monday, May 07, 2007
GIVE WINGS......
Another Monday morning but unlike just any ol’ Monday. This is the week when the family will be gathering, as well as friends, for Rocky’s Saturday Memorial Service. John has been in touch with us all weekend and is nearing completion on the project. It has been hard to get so much material in a pleasing format in so short a time. I know it will be good if John does it….he won’t quit until he likes the finished product.
The weekend went by quickly. Becky always comes down to eat with me so she was in and out. We moved the bedroom furniture back in place and went over the list of things to be done. We stopped by the gym on Saturday and the coach and guys were there. We needed to talk to Rodney about last planning for Saturday. The guys were glad to see us and still in disbelief their “RockStar” was gone.
Big Joe, the kid who dubbed the name of “RockStar” to Rocky had been his room-mate on one of the lifting trips. He said Rocky bugged him about using all the shampoo and not leaving any for him. Of course, Rocky could “comb his hair” with a washcloth because he shaved his head all the time. Joe loved his pestering.
I listened to one of my favorite pastor’s sermon’s last night on TV. He was saying that people watch you so much more than they listen to you. Preaching or criticizing does no good for most…..but watching a consistently pleasant person who shows love in all their decisions, who offers help when needed or who is patient in an otherwise irritating position shows the kind of character that draws people. Rocky was all that and more.
Becky is off work tomorrow and we will go back to West Plains to have our mini-van “detailed.” Rocky’s brother and wife, Richard and Helen, left the money and phone number for a shop to provide the service and Becky will follow me down so we will have her car to hopefully finish our “to do” list. It is times like this that leave me very humbled and appreciative of our families who provide in generous and thoughtful ways. Much of my life I have been the “do-er” and now it seems, I’m the do-ee.” Both leave me with a sense of joy.
I shall have to keep the garage door closed now except for enough space for the kitties to come and go. Otherwise, Napoleon likes to perch atop the van during the daytime and he leaves smelly little calling cards. I know it will look new again when we pick it up………and now it’s time to start on today’s list.
Hodding Carter, Jr. said, “There are two lasting bequests we can give our children. One is roots. The other is wings.”
Until the next time, I am,
Essentially Esther
The weekend went by quickly. Becky always comes down to eat with me so she was in and out. We moved the bedroom furniture back in place and went over the list of things to be done. We stopped by the gym on Saturday and the coach and guys were there. We needed to talk to Rodney about last planning for Saturday. The guys were glad to see us and still in disbelief their “RockStar” was gone.
Big Joe, the kid who dubbed the name of “RockStar” to Rocky had been his room-mate on one of the lifting trips. He said Rocky bugged him about using all the shampoo and not leaving any for him. Of course, Rocky could “comb his hair” with a washcloth because he shaved his head all the time. Joe loved his pestering.
I listened to one of my favorite pastor’s sermon’s last night on TV. He was saying that people watch you so much more than they listen to you. Preaching or criticizing does no good for most…..but watching a consistently pleasant person who shows love in all their decisions, who offers help when needed or who is patient in an otherwise irritating position shows the kind of character that draws people. Rocky was all that and more.
Becky is off work tomorrow and we will go back to West Plains to have our mini-van “detailed.” Rocky’s brother and wife, Richard and Helen, left the money and phone number for a shop to provide the service and Becky will follow me down so we will have her car to hopefully finish our “to do” list. It is times like this that leave me very humbled and appreciative of our families who provide in generous and thoughtful ways. Much of my life I have been the “do-er” and now it seems, I’m the do-ee.” Both leave me with a sense of joy.
I shall have to keep the garage door closed now except for enough space for the kitties to come and go. Otherwise, Napoleon likes to perch atop the van during the daytime and he leaves smelly little calling cards. I know it will look new again when we pick it up………and now it’s time to start on today’s list.
Hodding Carter, Jr. said, “There are two lasting bequests we can give our children. One is roots. The other is wings.”
Until the next time, I am,
Essentially Esther
