tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48024453683427716152024-03-05T14:23:12.824-08:00C'est La VieAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14208955992524696788noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4802445368342771615.post-37919398500513286442011-03-29T18:25:00.000-07:002012-07-20T16:25:49.148-07:00Alone Ain't So Bad<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Tonight I went to my first TEDx committee meeting and afterwards, as it was a very early pleassant spring evening - decided I would like to stop for dinner on the way home. I made phone calls to friends whom shall remain anonymous hoping someone would answer the damn phone and go to dinner with me. Alas - no one answered. As I mused my lonely dilemma - I said to myself "I can do this one alone". Craving sushi, edamame and a good hot sake with a Stella Artois with lemon & orange slice - I decided on Akahana. It was a fantastic meal of sushi, a Tom Goo Long or something like that spicy soup, the desired soy beans and libations. And I found it not lonely at all. What I did find lonely were all the couples and even a single here and there compelled to "be busy" on their smart? phones. And if that wasn't enough diversion for their loneliness or their feelings of not knowing how to interact - there were the two HUGE televisions ensconced on the walls. I did manage a brief conversation with one of the sushi chefs. But I did find I long for the day when monitors were not a part of our lives. When in fact you might break into conversation with the person next to you or the bar man or woman. I actually love technology - to a point. At times we need to unplug and be simply human. The reason I left my own diversion (camera) in the car. </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14208955992524696788noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4802445368342771615.post-17570463988957662482011-03-24T14:04:00.000-07:002012-07-20T16:27:58.480-07:00A gesture of love.Well I've been through hell and back this past winter with my broken arm. Who knew it could be so bad? I mean I figured prior to this that you fell - got a cast or sling - took it off and that was it. Well nope that's not the case. I was in miserable pain for 2 to 3 months, on meds - which was awful for me since I'm the gal that hates to take an aspirin and began physical therapy in Jan whichi goes on until the end of summer. <br />
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But happy to say that today for the first time I feel no nerve pain in my arm or hand and as a result have a huge smile on my face all day. Thanks to my lovely physical therapist Barbara Green. <br />
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I'm convinced that the universe does in fact give you what you need - often....and in fact have learned some simple lessons as a result of all this. <br />
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And today I wanted to write about love - real love which we get sometimes from unexpected places. And as a result of what I've been through - I have truly experienced love of family, friends and new friends - people who have been so kind and giving. <br />
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I've in the past written on Facebook about this wonderful Bosnian couple, Mirjana and Mato, that I have adopted as my Grandparents. Each time I stop I am greeted with such a warm embrace - and somehow we manage to communicate even though they do not speak English and I certainly don't speak Croatian. Although my Droid came in hand the other day when I googled for a translator to ask them something. <br />
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Today when I stopped by for a quick visit sweet Mirjana picked this bouquet of violets. I had picked one for her to put over her ear in her hair. She had to reciprocate with a bouquet for me. So here it is. A gesture of love. So simple. Wild violets from her yard. Some call weeds. I call beauty. I call love.<br />
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