She isn’t wandering around the house crying, but she’s obviously sad. She doesn’t even try to resist when I pick her up. Jeff’s on the island.
Church was great yesterday. Sue gave me a lift to and fro so I helped her set up tables. Rev Debra’s sermon about Our House (our rental house, but she mentioned that..) was very inspiring, and apart from silent meditation being too short it was a good service. I cried during Sue’s testimonial. I never met her equal for being funny and pulling my heartstrings in the same sentence. I got to talk to Karen, Renée, Glenn, Jean about Jenise’s passing (I bailed or more accurately, quailed, at going to the service but Jean very kindly emailed me to let me know how it was; it was well done and to Jenise’s taste, although I still would have been toast for going), sang my new call to worship for Tom, put tablecloths down (and took them up again) for the coffee hour downstairs.
And watched Dennis make his way to the men’s room. I didn’t need to help him. He’s 92 and pretty much blind, but one of the great things about Beacon is that it isn’t too badly set up for people with various physical challenges, and he’s just so…. Dennis. Me Loves Him. I watched him go along the wall, his white cane tucked into his back pants pocket, because he didn’t need it. Because it’s His House. A more beautiful and mundane example of just what the preacher person had been talking about would be hard to conjure.
I know, it’s silly and small, but it just made me feel like the universe was a really good place for about 30 seconds, before I got distracted again.
After I got home I called Rob W to find out how he’s recovering from his knee surgery last week; he’s laid up at his auntie’s place downtown.
Spent most of the afternoon working on Come and Worship on the keyboard, to the point where my SHOULDER started to hurt. Now I must reset the height of the keyboard so I am in a more relaxed pose at the keys. I can actually play it in chord mode (there’s only three chords, haw haw) and I am almost to the point where I’m totally keeping the rhythm too. This will make it much easier to score, too, since there’s a tiny little display on the keyboard which tells you which note on the clef you’re pressing.
Jeff reminded me that it’s garbage day, so I’m off to collect some trash.
