Friday, December 18, 2015

Seeing Mr. Meyers

Wednesday we skied with Joey:

He started out in tethers with Bob





But after a good lunch

He refused to ski with the tethers. So we forced him to learn how to slow down.


Then this happened...



Hahaha! That still cracks me up! But it's a part of skiing.

We all came home tired. Joey skied until they closed the mountain. Jack had school, so he couldn't go. But he came down to Nonny's house to play Uno with me that night.

Yesterday I helped Mom at the food pantry for her church. We didn't have many visitors, but we had a good time with the people we did serve. Everyone got a huge bag of food to make a turkey dinner. About half of the people spoke only Spanish. I wondered if they will really ever use the stuff for a turkey dinner. Most of my Honduran friends don't like turkey. Or at least they think they don't. It's hard to find turkey, even as sandwich meat, so they don't eat turkey. The Mexican population here that I talked to seemed equally unenthused.

There were some toys on the table and everyone got to chose a gift for each of their kids. It worked out perfectly, with every parent finding something they knew their kids would like or need.


In the afternoon I went to my violin teacher's house. He turned 90 on December 10th. He is smart as can be, but his body is failing. Man it is hard to see people failing. When I first met him in January 2009, he still lived at home and gave violin lessens in his basement, climbing up and down the basement steps. Now he can't walk one step without holding on tightly for balance. But the conversation is still wonderful. We talk about everything. Politics, God, music, books... This year he told me he doesn't want to talk about the past because the memories take his mind back to a place where he feels sad. We shed a few tears together. I enjoyed his company with all of my heart.

I asked, can I take a picture of us?
He said, "You mean a selfie?"

Mr. Meyer's cat, Honey
Yesterday I went home and basked in the love that Mr. Meyers shared with me. I pray I will see him again, here on earth. If not, I pray that one day I will join him in heaven.

If you are a longtime reader, you have read about Mr. Meyers before. The first time was on October 8th 2013, when he was no longer in his house and I located him in this same assisted living home where he was today. That is worth going back to read, if you have a moment. Mr. Meyers is a friend like none other and a special gift from God.

Today was full of errands. I got a Colorado driver's license. My Utah license expires in November 2016 and as of now, it looks like funding will not allow me to return to the US next summer. So that is taken care of in advance.

We did some grocery shopping and went to the bank. All of those exciting things. I got a new kind of yogurt I have never tried before. It's pumpkin flavor.

Tonight Mom and I are going to Sweet Tomatoes to eat with my brother and his family. I don't really like to eat there. Especially since I am trying to diet. I always like to feel like I get my money's worth at a place like that, which is dangerous to my waistband.

Yesterday I bought a Starbucks coffee for the first time in years and years. I chose a medium decaf peppermint mocha - however you say that in Starbucksian. After paying almost $5 I could no longer enjoy it. That is just too much, in my opinion, for a cup of coffee. I started thinking about the people who go there every day. Wow. I refilled the cup with water and used it all day, trying to get my money's worth. I'll never go to Starbucks again. No judgement if Starbucks is your thing. It's just not mine.