Yesterday I was thinking about my decision to not go to the concert to work on Sunday evening. Though grateful for staying home, I still felt pangs of guilt for not being there. It may me more aware of conflicts that we have every now and then.
Being at the 4th of July concert series is something I did last year with my sweet soul sister & friend Laurie. She was a native Bristolian and they do love this holiday. Bristol is the home of the longest running 4th of July parade in the country, this being the 228th. As a matter of fact, I had no idea how many things are available in red, white & blue, and more so in red/white stripes with white stars on blue fields - chairs, hats, t-shirts, pants, picnic pails/lunch boxes, bottles, shoes, socks, etc. She taught me the "Bristol" way of celebrating and introduced me to many people, particularly those who serve on the 4th of July Committee, of which she was a member, receiving her lifetime pin last year for her 30th year. I am finding that this year brings conflicting emotions.
So many people I met through her have stopped at the table to talk. Most will mention how they miss her energy & enthusiasm for this celebration. We share our memories of her love for the 4th celebration and Bristol...and we share our grief at her loss. There is a comfort in the memory...and a difficulty in the grief.
This is Laurie, with her beautiful headband, and me at last year's 4th of July Ball, at Mount Hope Farm in Bristol. That is the Atlantic Ocean peeking behind us.
1. Blogged - 3 days in a row...Yay, me!
2. Visited 2 of my 3 teams...waiting for today's challenge at the 3rd.
3. Tracked my food for yesterday & today's breakfast...ran yesterday's report.
1. Gracie & Katie, who know how to relax
2. Laurie, a gift in my life, who taught me how to live & how to die
3. Sweet memories...
4. Sweet grief
6. Back on track with my *Spark* Restart
7. G-d, Who brought this beautiful woman into my life
BTW, when her family was looking for something in her closet, they found one Christmas gift she had ready - it was mine. She had a version of this photo cropped and framed it in a beautiful antique frame with lots of rhinestones and "pearls."