-Tilar Mazzeo
“The Widow Clicquot”
Twenty-five years ago today
November 28, 1985
Thursday, Thanksgiving Day
Chad and I got dressed to ready ourselves for each of our own family Thanksgiving’s. I drove Chad home to Castro Valley and was at my mom’s house by 12:30PM. I was the last one to arrive. We all ate together: Tony, Helen, Lauren, John, Sherri, Ashley, Ma, Pa and ‘me’. It was nice.
I took a nap after the meal. I watched some of the usual videos (North by Northwest, Tim and Thief of Hearts).
My brother, John, had to work at Gallagher’s tonight, so he left around 4PM.
Helen and Tony were going to visit Helen’s mom and dad and left at 6PM.
I stayed at mom and dad’s house until 9PM or so, then went home to do some aerobics (for a good thirty minutes). That’s all I could handle after the yummy stuffing.
I was feeling lonely and decided to call Chad but he wasn’t home yet. I left a message with Larry.
When Chad called back (at 12:30AM) I was asleep. He’d been playing MONOPOLY at his parent’s house. We made arrangements to get together tomorrow. It was bed-time for me. Yawn.
Breathing in, I calm my body.
Breathing out, I smile.
Dwelling in the present moment,
I know this is a wonderful moment.
-Thich Nhat Hanh
“Being Peace”
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