Friday, November 5

What an excellent start to the weekend.

The last few times Nora and I have walked around West Edmonton mall, we have sat and watched people ice skating on the rink inside the mall.  In the mornings it's a seniors group and Nora and I both love sitting and watching them skate.  There is three different groups of skaters... the perimeter skaters (some obviously have speed skating history and will do laps with a little more determination, not holding the crouch position for very long but enough that they show they have a background in it)... the leisure skaters that stumble and slip but go round and round (more there for the social aspect of it, often skating in groups or pairs and chatting while they awkwardly glide round and round)... and then there are the older figure skaters... this group (a very small group) is in the center of the rink.  They skate backwards and forwards, doing techniques, and have on very rare occasion done some jumps and tight spins.  This is the group that Nora and I watch.  It's fascinating to me watching these elderly women and men.

It is obvious that even though your physical body gets older and finds it harder to do the things that used to come so easily and with such power, you are still young at heart.  Today I watched these two older women who are clearly friends skate and glide, laughing and playing together.  They would in unison do spins and other figure skating things (I have no idea what you call certain figure skating moves).  It warmed my heart to watch them completely enjoying themselves and still doing what they love.  For a brief moment I felt a twinge of jealousy that women over double my age were doing things I physically can't right now because of my injuries.  But then I realized what was wonderful about what they were doing was not the figure skating (the physical activity) so much as spending time with people they enjoy and love, with each other.

Later on in the afternoon, after a few costume changes (normal around here) Nora came down in this little number.
This sweater Dawson's godparents sent up when Nora was born and it is her most favorite sweater.  I think it goes well with the underwear hanging out of the bathing suit and especially the boots.
And later on this evening I went to a friends wedding.  Leah was my date and we had a wonderful time visiting and laughing with each other.  We weren't figure skating, but I think we had a fairly nice time.

Congratulations Nigel.  I wish you and Jeanine all the best.



I am grateful for how happy I feel despite my sore back and leg.  

I am grateful for my family.  Nora has this Beauty and the Beast read along CD that she listens to (in a sort of obsessive way) - she will often just walk upstairs, turn on the CD and then come back down and play with us.  She just needs to have it playing all of the time.  Gabe came up to Drew and I the other day and said "Would you mind if I go and break the Beauty and the Beast CD and throw it in the garbage? It's driving me nuts." Drew and I just chuckled.  He is such a funny boy.

I am grateful for my scallop carbonara tonight at dinner with Leah.  Good food, good friends and lots of laughs.

1 comment:

Leah M said...

Amen Sister Friend!!