Notre-Dame Fire

I’m saddened to hear about the fire at Notre Dame Cathedral. My sincere condolensces to all Parisians. It is hard to fathom the history and beauty that was lost. I’m so grateful that I was able to visit it in 2017 with my family. I’ll cherish the memories.

Rainy Sunday Morning

This morning a thunderstorm rolled through. It was not the dangerous, twister making, thunderstorm. Just the rainy, windy, occasional clap of thunder kind of storm. We have the windows open in the house and I sat by an open window reading cook books and watching The Masters on television. Nice!

Happy Birthday, sweetie

My wife is very difficult to buy for.  I struggle every year with Christmas gift ideas and then her birthday is 3 weeks later. At least once, she mentioned wanting to go fly fishing.  So, for her birthday this year I gave her two tickets to Garden & Gun’s Ladies-only Fly-fishing Excursion.  She was thrilled.  She has spent several month planning for the trip and took her best girlfriend with her.

Yesterday she texted me this picture of one of the fishes she caught.  She said that she actually caught 4 fish, two baby ones and another that she lost just as she was getting it to shore.  The smile on her face says it all for me.  She had a really good time.

Forgiveness

I received a text over the weekend letting me know that a friend’s wife had passed away.  He was a friend from a previous work place that I regularly keep in touch with.  I had never actually met his wife, but only heard of her through my friend.  They were at a difficult time in their marriage. She was having health problem that, based on what he told me, may had degraded her mental health. What he described to me was someone who was cruel and mean, particularly to him.  She had isolated herself in a back bedroom and rarely came out and almost never interacted with him.  There were several instances where she had called the police on him alleging physical abuse.  According to him, she had even alienated her children.  She only considered her sister as family. Not an enviable situation to be in.

Receiving the news of her death put me in a difficult social situation.  I have seen before when an abusive spouse dies and immediately is forgiven of all sins and only the good times are remembered.   The first time caught me off guard and I committed a social mistake by not recognizing that death changed the situation.  I was guarded this time and would not make that mistake again.

I called my friend and spoke to him.  As I expected, he was devastated by her death.  Despite her numerous health problem, I don’t think he had mentally prepared for her death.  He spoke of her in loving terms as if their life together had been one big honeymoon. He was a dutiful husband and he sincerely loved her.

As humans, we have a tremendous capacity to forgive.  We also want to desperately forget the bad parts of our lives.  I think this is normal and perhaps healthy.  I think this is what true love does.  I have seen people who are bitter and never let go of the hate and abuse.  However, I think with those individuals are seeking attention and victim status from others. True love forgives and forgets the abuse and remembers the love.

Nota Bene:  I hope you found this post helpful, but it was really written to help me process my thoughts and feelings about this situation. I find it helpful to write about difficult situations.

Sunday Morning with Pawpaw

My granddaughter Abigail spent the night last night.  Her Mom and Dad attended a wedding in Athens, GA and thought this would be a good opportunity to see how Abigail would do, not to mention how my daughter would do, away from her parents for a night.

My wife spends one day a week with Abigail, so there is not problem with familiarity.  She knows her “Nana” and gets a big smile on her face as Nana comes closer.    She likes to be held so that she can see what is going on and she follows Nana around the room with her eyes.

On Sunday morning, after she ate some breakfast, we had some time together.  We played on the floor for a while with her toys. I brought out my GoPro camera because I know I will want to relive this day again sometime in the future.  We took a break and sat on the couch and played with the GoPro.  As you can see in this video, at 5 ½ months old she is exploring the world through touch and taste.

Remember my Grandparents

This weekend my Grandmothers have been in my thoughts.  I can’t help thinking this is because my granddaughter will be spending the night with us. Thinking about how I want her to remember me, has prompted me to remember my relationship with my own grandparents.

I grew up living in the same town and frequently visiting my paternal grandparents. Granddaddy and Grandma Williams both lived into their 90’s.  I was an adult when they passed away.  Grandma Williams was archetypal dominant matriarch and an excellent cook. I credit her for inspiring me to cook.  It was through her that I first realized cooking for your family was a way of showing your love for them.

One of my favorite dishes that she made was potato salad.  I was very sad when she died, and I realized I would never taste her potato salad again.  Then on a visit to Biloxi we ate dinner at a friend’s house, and she severed Grandma Williams potato salad. I asked her if she could give me the recipe and she said she could, but it was from the back of a jar of Hellmann’s mayonnaise. In the age of Google, I was able to find Grandma Williams Potato Salad Recipe. Oh, happy days!

When Grandma Williams died, I inherited the bowl she always served potato salad in.  I still use it whenever I make her potato salad.  It brings back fond memories.

As I begin being a Grandparent, I want my grandchildren to always remember me as an engaging and playful grandfather who loved them very much.  Since I love to cook, I’m certain that one of the ways I will show my love, is by cooking for them.

Meat-less Friday

One of the advantages of the meat-less Fridays of Lent is that it gives you opportunities to eat foods that you don’t normally eat.  Today for lunch I had an egg salad sandwich.  I cannot eat this meal without Pringles potato chips.  This combination, egg salad sandwich and Pringles, goes back to my childhood when I would visit my maternal grandmother’s house in Orlando. Grandma Callanan like egg salad sandwiches and she was an early fan of Pringles potato chips.  While visiting her house we would often have this for lunch. To this day, I never eat an egg salad sandwich without Pringles. Another potato chip would not be the same.

My Thoughts and Prayers

I’m still trying to process the mosque shooting in New Zealand, but I came across this article by Andrew Klavin: My thoughts and Prayers.  This is the quote that resonated with me:

“When tragedy or atrocity strikes — as it just did with the mosque shootings in New Zealand — thoughts and prayers are not just an expression of compassion. They are, more importantly and more wisely, an expression of humility and helplessness. They are a way of saying: “There is nothing we can do in the face of this wickedness but we stand in solidarity with the victims and ask God to comfort their families in their sorrow.”

Almost every other reaction is absurd. To suggest you have the solution to the eternal problem of evil in the form of addressing your pet peeve or of blaming and attacking your political opponents is disgraceful. It is to use the bodies of the slain for a soap box. It degrades you and insults the victims.”

It is human nature to look to our civic and political leaders in times of tragedy such as this.  I find it disappointing how shallow in stupid they appear to be when they open their mouths.  Tell me again why do we admire celebrities?

Happy Mardi Gras!!

I consider Mardi Gras season a great southern tradition. Being from the Gulf Coast, my wife and I grew up celebrating the season. It is an excuse to get together with friends and family and party. My family continues the tradition here in the Atlanta suburbs by decorating the house during Mardi Gras.

Twice we have attended Mardi Gras in New Orleans and I hope to return in the future with my whole family. It is an amazing party.

My wife and I with family before the 2009 Bacchus Ball in New Orleans