Today I had every intention and so much excitement about posting a piece on friendship and while what I'm writing is about love and compassion, it's not the same idea I took down notes on early this morning.
Saturday, I received word that one of our neighbors may be nearing the end of her battle with a brain tumor. She has fought valiantly and has bravely gone about living with a wonderful sense of humor and remarkable strength. Her husband has been by her side and has lovingly supported her through this horrid ordeal. On Saturday afternoon, he placed Christmas wreaths on their windows and a large lighted Christmas tree on the front lawn. Sadly, I realized why.
After ascertaining his blessing, I spoke with all of our neighbors on Sunday, and we decided to decorate our homes for Christmas, too - to show our support for her and for her family. So rather than going to the gym and posting my planned blog, I spent the day first trimming shrubs, cleaning up leaves and garden debris, and then unraveling and testing myriad sets of white and red lights. I began arranging the lights on the foundation plantings starting from the ends and working toward the middle walk. A neighbor and good friend, Don, took pity on me (not without a little lip) and helped get the lights on the top of a Foster holly (he didn't really even need the ladder!). At dusk, my husband, his work finished for the day, connected all the strands of lights, and put out and connected the extension cords and the spot lights.
Every once in a while someone would drive by. I could see by their faces the incredulity..."What on Earth are these people doing?" And so they think us crazy that on November 10th we are decorated for Christmas. But we all know most certainly why the lights are on...
- I am a retired English teacher and department head, the mother of three, grand mother of three, and have been married to the same man for 42 years. I subscribe to Dr. PM Forni's concept of Civility. I was born in South Philadelphia and grew up in the 'burbs. I love soft pretzels and cheesesteaks, the Phillies, the Eagles, and San Diego. I love being Mom, Aunt Kathy, Nona Kathy, and Teacher. I spend a lot of time in my gardens in the spring and summer, and in the winter I plan what I'm going to plant. I also am an avid reader and photographer.