Grammy Alison
Friday July 06th 2012, 11:02 pm
Filed under: Family,Food

No time for a Costco run tomorrow…

A teenager with his parents there tonight pleaded with me to let him help me. I told him it would make my day so much easier if he got that box of milk (2 gallons, 15 pounds) off the bottom of the cart where the clerk had put it and back on up into the thing.

He was glad to be able to do something. His mom was glad I let him. Good people.

Then as I got to my car, having peeled off in a different direction from them, it hit me by surprise that I was tired–who knew. I wished it were easier with this whole funky balance/holding a cane/maneuvering the groceries thing. The moment of regret at the guy who smashed my car 12 years ago snuck up and pounced on me ever so briefly as I swatted the thought away: shut up. It is what it is.

A middle-aged man walking by just then took a step right back and asked, Can I help you get that in there for you?

I was so not expecting that. And so he did. I thanked him profusely and wished I could do something back–and then noticed he was walking with a definite spring in his step now as he waved goodbye. A good man.

And so a chocolate hazelnut torte is in the oven right now just because I wished I could offer them each a piece, whoever they all were.

Our daughter-in-law Kim and her Mom and Parker are in town for Kim’s cousin’s wedding. They stopped by late this afternoon between airport and rehearsal dinner and we got a short visit before they had to run, glad for what time we could have. I confess no pictures yet: I didn’t want a camera between us, I wanted simply to be us.

Parker is even cuter. Even very tired, he is a total charmer. Kim is a sweetheart. Her mother shows where they get their good-natured selves from. We are all so blessed.

And tomorrow we get to see more of them and I can’t wait. Chocolate hazelnut torte was, again, the best food celebration I could think of.  (I know, I know, they have a whole wedding, foodwise. I’ll take whatever excuse I can get. I just plain wanted to make one.)

Parker, 18 months+, blew me a kiss goodbye from his carseat on their way out as his mom and grandma exclaimed in delight with me. The Granny who lives close to him had called me a Granny too. Worked for him.

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Sweetie, that’s the universe saying “Thank You” to you, for all you do for others! What goes around, comes around.

Glad you got some time with your cutie-pie Parker too.

Comment by Kathy in San Jose 07.07.12 @ 12:12 am

Make sure you give Parker a squeeze filled with love from me. Can’t wait to see how he’s grown. My guys are still visiting from PA. I am getting all the slobbery kisses I can fit into a day every day.

Comment by Jody 07.07.12 @ 4:41 am

I agree with Kathy — you do so much for so many that it’s right for someone to help you!

glad you got a little “Parker time” too

Comment by Bev 07.07.12 @ 6:44 am

When we don’t let others help , we are stealing their blessings. Thanks for letting them help you.

Comment by Sherry in Idaho 07.07.12 @ 7:36 am

Sherry has it right! We do good for others when we let them do good for us. Some people find that hard to do, and become embarrassed.

Oooh, boy, Parker time! Now there is a blessing!

Comment by Don Meyer 07.07.12 @ 9:32 am

Ahhhh… I can just feel the sweetness and joy in that kiss from the car seat! Hooray! We’ll take your word on the cuteness; just enjoy every second.

And my thanks to the good Samaritans; I’ve needed help too, and it’s such a blessing when it shows up right on schedule!

Comment by Channon 07.07.12 @ 9:53 am

I love the way Sherry put it. And that you were helped, too.

Comment by twinsetellen 07.09.12 @ 10:14 pm

You do a mitzvah when you let someone else do a mitzvah for you. Just like Sherry said.

Comment by afton 07.10.12 @ 10:13 am

oh and remind me to tell you the story of Elijah and the wheel chair sometime.

Comment by afton 07.10.12 @ 10:14 am

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