{"id":1240,"date":"2007-05-07T02:32:00","date_gmt":"2007-05-07T06:32:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/2007\/05\/07\/sunday-afternoon-transitions\/"},"modified":"2007-05-07T02:32:00","modified_gmt":"2007-05-07T06:32:00","slug":"sunday-afternoon-transitions","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/2007\/05\/07\/sunday-afternoon-transitions\/","title":{"rendered":"Sunday afternoon – transitions"},"content":{"rendered":"
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It’s 7PM<\/st1:time> and I’m trying to see if I can get my blogging in a little earlier in the day. Most night now I’m doing it around 1-AM.. when I should be getting some sleep.. We’ll see how this goes. <\/p>\n

Today was an emotional day for me. I can’t remember a more beautiful spring day.. I woke up earlier than I meant to.. We’d been up till about 3 with the after prom parry. I know that I was dreaming about Sam when I woke, I had a sad\/sweet feeling..  <\/span> <\/span>It seems that set tone for the whole day.  I wandered downstairs and found the house still full of  <\/span>prom goers.. many still asleep, but not all..  <\/span>They were all tangled up on various sofas and beds looking pretty peacefull<\/p>\n

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For some reason I had a tremendous urge to clean the house and yard.. the combination of the fine weather and the availability of a bunch of post-prom helpers in the house kicked me into gear.. By about 1PM<\/st1:time>  <\/span>we’d had : <\/p>\n

Cleaned up after the party<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span>Cleaned the garage<\/span><\/p>\n

Gotten rid of a truckload of recycling<\/span><\/p>\n

Moved  <\/span>all of the sleds, skis, snowshoes, snow shovels etc up to the attic<\/span><\/p>\n

Cleaned and vacuumed  <\/span>the front entrance way and the front stair well<\/span><\/p>\n

Moved all of the remaining wood which was stacked inside<\/span><\/p>\n

Cleaned the yard up<\/span><\/p>\n

Fixed the front door latch<\/span><\/p>\n

Take down most of the exterior storm windows<\/span><\/p>\n

Take down all of the interior storm windows<\/span><\/p>\n

Thoroughly cleaned the ‘office’<\/span><\/p>\n

Weeded through the mountain of papers, books and magazines that had started to compost near my side of the bed

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It was great having the help.. and It felt so good to get all of this done.. at the same time, I was not at all prepared for how hard this  <\/span>tradition of  <\/span>swapping the seasons would hit me. Everything<\/i> I touched, moved, lugged or threw  <\/span> <\/span>away took me right back  <\/span>to Sam: his bike, his scooter, the wood he stacked.. his fishing tackle.. the storm window in his room.. and the attic.. every time I walk into the attic my knees buckle. Through the day I found myself bouncing  <\/span> <\/span>unpredictably between whistling and crying.  <\/span>Diane calls these ‘leaky eye days’. I couldn’t put my finger on exactly why everything  <\/span>hit me so hard today  <\/span>Maybe some of it was the reiki session yesterday that helped ‘unblock’ some of these emotion I’m letting go today…..Maybe some of it  <\/span>was the fine day  <\/span>..  <\/span>I think about how Sam would love this weather..  <\/span>  <\/span>I know that at least some of it was the seasonal transition.  <\/span>I see all the flowers and new growth in the wood .. rebirth everywhere \u2026 but no  <\/span>Sam\u2026  All these feelings are hard.. but not bad.. I feel like I’m exercising some muscles that have atrophied and need to be built back up<\/p>\n

 <\/span>Oy\u2026.<\/p>\n

    <\/span>As if on cue, Barbara P.. our good friend from the Richmond Congregational Church came buy to check on us\u2026 It’s always  <\/span>so great talking to her.. she’s got great wisdom and love.. her nature is perfectly matched for her job .  <\/span>We talked about how we were all doing . She had some good insights about the motivational issues that all four of us are facing as we try to go on  <\/span>with ‘normal’.. We talked abotu the importance of mixing in some ‘not doing’  with all the ‘doing’ we’re doing.  in order to give us enought time to heal. She’s such a good friend.  <\/span>As always,  <\/span>I think  <\/span>Its’ amazing that Barb has the time to come be with us  <\/span>heathens when she has her own dedicated flock to look after. <\/p>\n

    <\/span>Later in the day, Sam’s old band, Black Knight Vengeance,  <\/span>came by to practice. They’re thinking about bringing in an additional singer..  <\/span>We just met Harley today.. he’s a really interesting and thoughtful guy.. great singer too.. He’s also very colorful.. check out this ink !<\/p>\n

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This one is amazing.. he’s got his heart right over his throat chakra.. he said he sings from his heart. If you met him.. you’d know what he means…
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Well.. sounds like dinner is getting near.. so I better go help. I hope everyone is enjoying the fine weather\u2026 Please send  <\/span>Sam\u2026 and the rest of us\u2026your good vibes when you’re out soaking up Spring.. we could use  <\/span>that good energy now.. thanks !<\/o:p><\/p>\n

-jc\t\t\t\t\t\t <\/p><\/div><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

It’s 7PM and I’m trying to see if I can get my blogging in a little earlier in the day. Most night now I’m doing it around 1-AM.. when I should be getting some sleep.. We’ll see how this goes. Today was an emotional day for me. I can’t remember a more beautiful spring day.. … Continue reading Sunday afternoon – transitions<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1240","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1240","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1240"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1240\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1240"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1240"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1240"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}