Buffalo Gal

In just a little over a month, I get the keys to the new place. Shortly thereafter, Charlie will move to Buffalo.
Intellectually, I recognize the blooming flowers and fresh parade of street fairs and special events have more to do with the arrival of summer than Charlie Griggs, but I can't help but feel the direct correlation.
I slept out in the suburbs last night in order to watch my cousin's dogs, and missed the city sirens, street sounds and my comfortable clutter.
At our concert Saturday night I enjoyed watching so many new faces in the audience and thinking about what it will take to get them to come back... and come back again.
I'm actually wrapping up a project which has hung like a cleaver over me for months. The dogs and I are sending the changes to the designer today.
After months of wondering if or when there would ever be anything to celebrate, a boat cruise and family picnic are in the offing for Jennine's 21st birthday... and the anticipation and prepartion are a ball.
She arrives in less than two weeks for a full week visit. We've got something planned for every day and I'm already savoring the time we'll have to spend together.
Jenn has been my personal miracle in this last year. The harder things got, the sweeter and stronger she became.
She's carried a lot on her slight shoulders and her father and I could not be more proud and honored by her daily actions.
I don't know if there is a greater gift than having your child teach you, by example, the meaning of family. It's hard to dwell on the things that go wrong under those circumstances.
There is a finish line in sight, the sweet homestretch sprint has begun.
This race stumbled out of the gate and was particularly brutal in the back stretch, but it finally feels like I'm closing the gap.

Copyright 2005 Judi Griggs

Buffalo Gal Judi Griggs I'm a communications professional, writer, cynic, mother, wife and royal pain. The order depends on the day. I returned to my hometown in November 2004 after a couple of decades of heat and hurricanes. I can polish pristine copy, but not here. This is my morning exercise -- 20-minute takes without a net or spellcheck. It's easier than sit ups for me. No guarantee what it will be for you. Clicking on the subscribe link will send you an email notice when each new entry is posted.
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Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (0) Share on Facebook		2005-05-30 6:57 AM Homestretch In just a little over a month, I get the keys to the new place. Shortly thereafter, Charlie will move to Buffalo. Intellectually, I recognize the blooming flowers and fresh parade of street fairs and special events have more to do with the arrival of summer than Charlie Griggs, but I can't help but feel the direct correlation. I slept out in the suburbs last night in order to watch my cousin's dogs, and missed the city sirens, street sounds and my comfortable clutter. At our concert Saturday night I enjoyed watching so many new faces in the audience and thinking about what it will take to get them to come back... and come back again. I'm actually wrapping up a project which has hung like a cleaver over me for months. The dogs and I are sending the changes to the designer today. After months of wondering if or when there would ever be anything to celebrate, a boat cruise and family picnic are in the offing for Jennine's 21st birthday... and the anticipation and prepartion are a ball. She arrives in less than two weeks for a full week visit. We've got something planned for every day and I'm already savoring the time we'll have to spend together. Jenn has been my personal miracle in this last year. The harder things got, the sweeter and stronger she became. She's carried a lot on her slight shoulders and her father and I could not be more proud and honored by her daily actions. I don't know if there is a greater gift than having your child teach you, by example, the meaning of family. It's hard to dwell on the things that go wrong under those circumstances. There is a finish line in sight, the sweet homestretch sprint has begun. This race stumbled out of the gate and was particularly brutal in the back stretch, but it finally feels like I'm closing the gap. Copyright 2005 Judi Griggs Read/Post Comments (0) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top