Mockingbird Hill Cottage
On this day, 28 years ago, I met this guy.
We’ve been together ever since.
And here are our children:
(Don said that this morning when he brought me my cup of coffee. As he left the den, he gestured toward the dolls and said “Our children.”)
A little levity for you today.
Stay safe.
Happy Monday.
Well, look what I saw from the bedroom window yesterday morning! I thought I was seeing things so I went outside to investigate. One lone beautiful bloom – about two months after they normally bloom. The same thing happened last year. I did see another bud but I don’t think I’m going to see a lot of flowers at this time of the year. It’s been fairly warm for October so far, but we can get snow and hard frosts and have.
A nice little anniversary present!
Speaking of our anniversary, thank you for all the lovely comments. We had planned to go to a restaurant in Woodstock that has a beautiful outdoor dining area, but I ended up having to work. So, Don got Chinese food take-out from a place in a neighboring town which we just learned about. This little area we live in suffers from a lack of good Chinese restaurants, so it’s been ages since we’ve had any – in fact, I think it was several years ago in NYC. Oh, it was good! And we have leftovers, which is always nice.
It was a busy day but we kicked back in the evening with good food and a Nordic Noir series.
Today, tomorrow, and Friday, I coach Ben. The director called me the other day with some things he wanted adjusted – all good ideas – so we’re doing that. I’m in a different world now and I’m aware that in this world, people can get fired at the drop of a hat – unlike theater. There are a lot of people with input; production companies, money people, directors. It’s a bit overwhelming, honestly. And we’ve basically been working in a vacuum up until now, so it’s good to have feedback.
And then there’s the possibility of a strike.
I have to fight the urge to just toss it all and stay here in my little nest.
New things can be hard.
So, I coach, then I help Don self-tape an audition. That’s our day today.
By the way, yesterday and the day before, there was a sweet Carolina wren singing on our porch, flitting from chair to chair. Right next to the picture window! Maybe one of our wrens was visiting the old home site? It made me very happy.
Stay safe.
Happy Wednesday.
23 years.
How lucky I am to have met this man. To have decided – finally – to take a risk and open myself up to the possibility of a healthy relationship. To face all my fears about commitment; feeling smothered by the ‘demands’ of another person, losing my independence, worries that I’d be bored by that person within six months. I’ve never felt smothered. I’ve not lost my independence. And I’ve never been bored by Don Sparks.
He is everything I dreamed of and more.
Thank you, sweetheart, for asking me to marry you. Thank you for everything you are. Thank you for the most joyful and wonderful years of my life. Thank you for 27 years together, 23 of them in official wedded bliss.
Stay safe.
Happy Tuesday.
