One Month

One month from today, we will be on a plane on our way to Palm Springs.  The representative from the moving company came today to begin work on an estimate for the move.  We have lots of things to do and people to see before we head out of town.  These next four weeks are going to fly by and I am already starting to come up against scheduling problems.

We were alone this morning, and took a walk down to the gym and did some exercising.  We will do more of that.  It is good for David to see himself walk in the mirror.  For lunch, I decided to use the pork tenderloin that was leftover from earlier in the week, and make a pork salad.  In one of my fits of energy, I decided to make mayonnaise and consulted with Julia.  It was not as difficult as I thought it would be, and tasted good.  Don’t get me wrong, my arm was close to falling off again with all the whipping. After lunch we watched a good episode of Foyle’s War.

Tonight was the opening of the One Act Festival, and it went well.  David will be coming to see it on Sunday with Joy.  The house was not bad either, but it would be nice if it were fuller.  Folks seemed to find Holy Cow funny, and I give most of the credit to Alec and Cassie.
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The other night, at the ballet, we had one of those David moments.  I went to get his wheelchair after the performance, and on my way back, I saw a couple who were chatting with David, and it became obvious to me that they must be Fieldston parents.  When I got there, the woman said her name was Goldstein, and how much she loved David, and I was the luckiest person in the world.  She was not a Fieldston mom, but a UNIS mom, or so David told me, and after a while, it dawned on me that she was the mother of Betsy, who had visited David at the Jewish Home in September or October.  It is wonderful how parents of kids whose lives David has touched, will be so open and forthcoming with their praise.  I got an email from a Burke parent whose son was graduating this year from college thanking David for the influence that he had on him.  Very nice.

Anyway, time for bed, and David was in bed when I got home, so no reading or listening.