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Friday, 2006.07.14:
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Even up to three years ago I never thought I would be still talking to my parents. If you look back you'll note that they were adamant that anything related to transitioning would not be tolerated and that I could only come over to their house as they remembered me. Times certainly have changed.
This summer I'm dedicating quite a bit of time to be around Mom and Dad. Wednesday morning I got in my car and headed down to their house. When I finally arrived in the late morning Dad was playing on the computer as usual. I waved and he smiled. I trundled on back to the rear bedroom where my Mom was and said my hellos to her too. I plunked down my laundry basket and went to go chat with Dad. As usual we just chatted about nothing in particular. Then I got distracted playing on their new iMac. A few moments later Mom popped her head out from around the corner and said it was time to go. We had reservations for afternoon tea at a local tea house. I crossed my legs to strap on my heels and threw on a tiny bit of eye makeup. And then it was out the door.
Mom had been talking about going for tea since like forever. Since we both have time off from work this summer I suggested we go sometime during the week. We had decided on a date, Mom called in reservations for just the two of us gals.
We arrived there in plenty of time and we were seated in a smallish room along with maybe 3 or 4 other tables. We munched on some ginger snaps and talked about how finally we could talk without Dad being there. We love him, alright, but tea really isn't his, um, cup of tea. The lady serving us brought us our tea pots covered in little cozies, and shortly after our assortment of sandwiches and pastries. Mom and I traded a few things so each of us had a mingling of everything. And then we talked and talked and ...
At some point she actually mentioned I "looked beautiful"---holy moly! And we finally made our way to the car an hour or so later. We did some shopping for dinner and headed back home.
At 5:00 AM my alarm went off and I stumbled out of my parent's guest room. Dad was already up and about in the family room. We gathered our jackets and cameras and ducked into the car. About half an hour later we were standing in a very quiet park. Aside from the ducks in the pond we were alone. At 5:58 AM sunrise was supposed to happen so we tried to find a good position to set up the cameras. The trees really blocked all going viewing points, so seeing the horizon was pretty much impossible. But we still wanted to catch a glimpse of the sun breaking through over the valley.
Somehow I had convinced Dad the night before that we should get up way before dawn and try to go out for some photos. He always comments on how he loves mornings and sunrises. And now that he's retired, why not try to find some good photo opportunities? We didn't know really where to go, and he's a bit limited in his walking ability---we have to find places we can drive to.
Even though we didn't get the photos we wanted, it was really nice to spend time with him. We drove around to a couple of other parks after that trying to see what might be good for future sunrise-hunting trips. Eventually we wound up at the local Starbucks and talked about nothing in particular for a couple of hours.
You can't put a price on these opportunities and I am so grateful that we have the chance to be together. I'm glad I could take vacation this summer since we're all quite busy most other times of the year. And to have us still be a family is ... well, I think that's some special that I never expected.
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