Sunday, February 19, 2012

Golden Moments




It was a sad day here - as we bid Alex's mum farewell as she headed back to Europe after staying with us since the beginning of December. It was great to have her here, though under very sad circumstances given the loss of Keith in late November. I enjoyed going to the cinema with her to see 'Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy' - nothing like a British spy thriller to remind us Brits of our infamous double-crossing ways! Gary Oldman was perfect as Smiley, we both agreed - though we both felt Alec Guinness' performance in the late 70's television serial was hard to beat...


So as they headed off to Logan, I set off with Raf in the chariot and the boys on the double lead for a two mile walk. It was sunny, chilly in the wind but for February it was lovely. It's our new walk and we're getting to know the neighbourhood - and thinking what must people think of us - a double stroller and two naughty westies pulling me everywhere but straightforward. One man said 'you've got your hands full, you can't do anymore...' Raf was asleep by this point and then slept in the chariot for another half an hour in the garage until he woke up and then I thought it would be lunch. Well, it was rough wake-up as we headed in the house and I sat down with him thinking he will get down and lunch will begin - well he promptly fell back to sleep...

Usually if this happens - my sentimental thoughts kick in - thinking this won't last too long (usually around five minutes) and it could be the very last time he will sleep like this tucked in my arms since he's getting older and he has better things to be doing once he's awake. So I'm lamenting that all things must pass, and he stirs, turns over and goes back to sleep again. I ponder, read, ponder, call Alex and he sleeps on unaware that I'm still thinking this *must* be the very last time whilst trying to enjoy it in the moment and dispel the myriad of things on my to-do list. I keep reminding myself that these are golden moments that can't be rushed or abruptly ended for so-called important things but enjoyed for as long as they last - which is usually never that long anyway. These moments can't be bought or got back, wished for again but are fleeting and wonderful. This lasted for a hour - with two sleeping westies nearby - and the trees swaying the wind...

After lunch we headed to a playground/park in Old Orchard Beach not before our weekly ride around Camp Ellis. Camp Ellis is a small fishing village where the Saco River hits the Atlantic Ocean. It's very small and quaint but it has a dock and jetty and a few places to park and watch the water. I can't wait for a huge ocean storm to hit the coast and be in Camp Ellis because it will be a wild ride, as we eat our sandwiches in the car...

A lovely active afternoon, whilst wishing Al's mum a safe journey and a speedy return to the good ol'USA...

4 comments:

  1. Lovely post, Rich. Sounds like a very nice day with the boy. He's such a funny thing!

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  2. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pW5hjWVS3ho

    any excuse! x

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  3. Aw, how sweet! I still remember the last time Sage fell asleep on me as a toddler. (She's done it a few times since!)

    I hope everyone is doing okay with Nana gone home.

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