Good Morning, God!
Such a layered day I had yesterday. First came my Wednesday early morning women’s prayer group. Then our family of three — including daughter Suzy visiting from California — breakfasted with friends at the Big City Diner. Then Suz and I left for what turned out to be a successful shopping trip to Ala Moana.
We lunched at the Pineapple Room, then went off to the beach — where we both read the Secret Garden, one of our favorite children’s books. Suzy read in the sun with a book while I read on my iPhone under the shade of the hau trees.
Then we were off to three stores to find more spinach for another greens-and-cheese casserole. We wanted that to augment the left-over turkey as we repeated Christmas dinner at our house with my mom, my brother David and his wife Barba.
But first we trooped over to my mom’s to open her birthday gifts. Then we caravanned in two cars back to our apartment. There were six of us — a loud laughter-filled family of six — happily sounding like a dozen or more. We all like each other — even more than we did a decade or so ago. Liking and enjoying are not necessarily a part of loving. . . or maybe they are?
Love is not a simple or single entity, is it God. Love, too, like our days, is layered and flavored. Perhaps, families are like various varieties of grapes that are not so much blended as fermented together. Hmm. All sorts of comparisons spring to mind. But, enough for now.
On to a New Day. And soon, a New Year.