When my one-week spring vacation began five days ago, I had hope
that the weather would be seasonably sunny and warm.
Because the weather has been consistently rainy and cold, I translated that
into hope that I would see wonderful, hopeful people, indoors.
Yesterday, that hope came true as I saw Joanne and Caitlin in a hopeful place where I used to work and also Rachel, who worked with me decades ago at two different high tech companies.
As I was driving in the morning, I heard the 1st movement of the “Italian” symphony, composed by Felix Mendelssohn in response to the kind of sunny weather I’d been hoping to experience this week:
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you enjoy seeing Joanne, Caitlin, Rachel, and other hopeful sights I saw yesterday.
I hope you enjoyed seeing Joanne, Caitlin, Rachel, Rachel’s dog Flash, her husband Tom, and her new granddaughter Rayla. Rachel and I talked, over lunch yesterday, about doctors who have given us different levels of hope about our health. She said to me, “At one point I just decided I’m going to be fine, no matter what I read or what they said.” (I hope I quoted Rachel accurately.) I told Rachel yesterday that I’ve reached a similar hopeful point, too.
I hope you like two more hopeful pictures from yesterday:
I hope that new cat bed keeps Oscar off my laptop, because he posted again on Facebook yesterday:
()GGGikm8 <– Oscar just typed that. What does that mean?
I hope my Facebook friends don’t mind if I quote their responses:
Janet H. Feed me.
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Linda S. Oh great G-d grandeur, kick my 8(0/0). He’s asking for humility. Sooo easy!!!Lol!
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Deborah Faye #nevertrump
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Peter C. Pissed off at your menu choices. “Golden Ginger Grahams isn’t kibble, mate !”
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Beth B. Hi Beth!
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Hope-filled thanks to all who helped me create this post and to you — of course! — for whatever hope you bring, here and now.