September 13, 2018, Prescott-
There are two kinds of events that impact anyone’s life. Scheduled and anticipated occasions tend to get most of my attention. My niece’s wedding, earlier this year, was the centerpiece of my scheduling the entire road trip, with a gathering at a friend’s house, two weeks later, being the climax of the journey. My mother’s 90th birthday, this past Monday, entailed careful gifting and a pleasant early morning call. Another family event, of which I will speak closer to its happening, will take place in mid-November. There are numerous faith-based and community events here, between now and December, that will take on an urgency, either in the minds of their organizers and/or in terms of their real impact on our community.
The second kind of event, of course, is the random, serendipitous happening. Spontaneity is common to our species. So, a late night message from a friend or loved one will also take on a certain urgency. A chance encounter with a good-hearted soul, or with an opposite number, will do likewise. Dealing with miscreants, in Montreal, during the above-mentioned road trip, was certainly an example of this last. Connecting with U.S. Federal and Canadian provincial authorities was an example of dealing with good-hearted souls. Then, there was the run down to Florida, out of concern fro my mother-in-law’s fragile health, especially after the losses of her last-surviving sibling and one of her cousins, earlier this year. Here at Home Base, numerous things happen, almost daily, that are either on a whim or the results of several prior events-but somehow are not anticipated.
I deal better with the random and sudden, than I used to. People’s individual concerns and events seem to be hyper-urgent, these days, so I feel the need to keep myself sharp. Even across the country, as dear friends and extended family prepare for yet another “Storm of a Lifetime”, or maybe four such storms, I keep ready for whatever might be needed.
Spontaneity is becoming routine.