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Tony in Miami 💓 |
I was going to title this blogpost "A List Is Not a Story." I have been absent from Blog World for a while. Mainly because I couldn't formulate an interesting post in my mind--a story, that is.
Since I got back from Budapest, I have done a lot of things. Some have been wonderful, others mundane. But all of them added up in a kind of one-thing-after-another way. Not a good way to organize a blog post; not a really good way to organize one's life. Nevertheless, stuff happens. I am not going to rehearse here the mundane stuff (nothing horrible but the mainly the necessary indignities being older--or really of just "being." ) I will make note for the record of the nice things we did: a trip to friends in SC, a visit from Tony's sister Mary, a gorgeous wedding in SC, and a trip to Miami. Mainly I want to say for myself that I need to return to a narrative of retirement. I need both rhythm and focus. Happily I am leaving for the lake in two days, so things should settle in nicely and interesting blogposts will once again occupy my mind.
However, this blogpost has to be about something, so I am going to feature here one of the best experiences of the last few months (and the one where I have the best pictures), our trip to Miami.
We went to Miami for a long weekend to attend my nephew Aaron's senior recital. My sister Sandy rented a house, and she and her husband David and all of her sons were there, as were my brother Ben and his wife Nina, and David's brother Bobby and his wife Marilyn. So Aaron had all his aunts and uncles there. As Sandy said, with bar mitzvahs over for a while and weddings not really in sight, there are few opportunities for families to gather like this. It was wonderful for lots of reasons.
We went to the beach:
Since I got back from Budapest, I have done a lot of things. Some have been wonderful, others mundane. But all of them added up in a kind of one-thing-after-another way. Not a good way to organize a blog post; not a really good way to organize one's life. Nevertheless, stuff happens. I am not going to rehearse here the mundane stuff (nothing horrible but the mainly the necessary indignities being older--or really of just "being." ) I will make note for the record of the nice things we did: a trip to friends in SC, a visit from Tony's sister Mary, a gorgeous wedding in SC, and a trip to Miami. Mainly I want to say for myself that I need to return to a narrative of retirement. I need both rhythm and focus. Happily I am leaving for the lake in two days, so things should settle in nicely and interesting blogposts will once again occupy my mind.
However, this blogpost has to be about something, so I am going to feature here one of the best experiences of the last few months (and the one where I have the best pictures), our trip to Miami.
We went to Miami for a long weekend to attend my nephew Aaron's senior recital. My sister Sandy rented a house, and she and her husband David and all of her sons were there, as were my brother Ben and his wife Nina, and David's brother Bobby and his wife Marilyn. So Aaron had all his aunts and uncles there. As Sandy said, with bar mitzvahs over for a while and weddings not really in sight, there are few opportunities for families to gather like this. It was wonderful for lots of reasons.
We went to the beach:
We went to the Everglades where saw critters, water, and trees. (Ben and Sandy and I lived in Miami in the 1950s, and though I think I was the only one of us who remembered this, we used to visit the Everglades with our parents.)
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Debra and Tony almost done in by the heat.
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My brother Ben and his wife Nina
Aaron, third from the left.
