Terry drove up from Fresno (four hours, or so, south of here) last Thursday and stayed til Saturday. It's rare that we get to share that kind of time. She has a very busy life, what with her full-time work caring for, and enabling others to care for, medically fragile children distributed between three different homey residential facilities. And then there are her 10 grandchildren, all of whom live nearby. Of course, she juggles even more than that, but I'm too tired to think about it...
We're happy just sitting with our knitting and chatting away. Yeah, I know. Let me also quickly add, however, that, although we haven't done it in quite awhile, we could also be happy hopping from roller coaster to roller coaster at Six Flags. But this time we took the slower road. Munching chocolate chip bar cookies along the way. We laugh a lot.
Wrenching ourselves from the frenzy of flying yarn, we took strolls in both Nevada City and Grass Valley for excitement on Friday afternoon. Whew!
Usually, about every six weeks, or so, when I drive to Fresno, Terry can join mom and I for lunch. But it really is great to have more time to just hang out like we just did. It had been about three years since we'd last done it. The problem is that we're very alike in our lack of urgency about such things and we let time roll by and roll by...
But I'll try harder to make it happen more often from now on, I really will. I'm serious. Because, for one thing, she remembers stuff better than I do. I can do a brain-sync with her and, voila, I can remember stuff, too!
Am I a lucky girl, or what?
