{"id":1196,"date":"2014-10-28T09:10:29","date_gmt":"2014-10-28T13:10:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.summerofjim.com\/?p=1196"},"modified":"2014-10-28T09:13:59","modified_gmt":"2014-10-28T13:13:59","slug":"for-my-friends-and-family","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/summerofjim.com\/?p=1196","title":{"rendered":"For My Friends and Family"},"content":{"rendered":"

Some of you were there to see Sandy at her worst\u2026 the encephalitis a raging storm gripping her mind and body.\u00a0 I have said to some of you, \u201cI would have gladly signed a contract with God two and half years ago to get Sandy where she is today.\u201d\u00a0 And that is the truth.\u00a0 But human nature is a funny beast, isn\u2019t it.\u00a0 We step back from the precipice and we become greedy, and we want more<\/em>.<\/p>\n

Honestly, a day doesn\u2019t go by when I don\u2019t think how lucky Sandy and I are.\u00a0 It\u2019s not about what we don\u2019t have or can\u2019t do, it\u2019s about what we have and what we can do.\u00a0 And that\u2019s another thing about human nature\u2026 we learn to adapt<\/em>. It\u2019s a great thing.<\/p>\n

On Sunday Sandy and I went to breakfast at Constantine\u2019s in Woodbury. Although it\u2019s not a favorite place of ours, I do enjoy the dark wood and coziness of the old booths. Sandy had her back to the entry; but I had a very good view of a woman bringing her elderly Father in for breakfast. Even with a walker, and the help of his daughter, he moved forward with the greatest of difficulty. The very act of getting from walker to seat was done in the smallest of increments.<\/p>\n

It all brought to mind a writing piece I penned a few years ago about another breakfast\u2026<\/p>\n

Breakfast at the Silver Star<\/strong><\/p>\n

Posted on May 19, 2002<\/a> by Jim<\/a><\/p>\n

Shaina commented to me that all the mirrors in the Silver Star Diner gave the place a spooky feel\u2026 I agreed that there were a ton of mirrors; but I thought it was sort of neat to be able to sometimes see things from a couple of different perspectives at the same time.<\/p>\n

We had stopped in at the Silver Star for a late breakfast. I was to drive Shaina to Stamford to pick up the Saturn so she could head north for a few days to see her boy friend John.<\/p>\n

Shaina ordered pancakes, and while my original yen was for a tuna melt on rye, the scrapple on the menu caught my eye, so I settled for my usual 2 eggs over easy w\/hashed browns, toast, and scrapple<\/em>. While we were chowing down, I caught sight of this guy in one of the mirrors, pushing this woman in a wheel chair to the booth in back and diagonally across from us.<\/p>\n

Shaina\u2019s view was direct, while mine was via a mirror. I watched as the man attended to the foot piece of the chair so he could help her stand slightly as she slid into the booth. Once he had her settled he folded the chair up so it wouldn\u2019t obstruct the aisle.<\/p>\n

The fellow had a pony tail, greying hair and the woman had very nice red hair, cut very short\u2026 I judged them to be somewhat younger than me, perhaps early to mid- forties. Her legs were withered match sticks\u2026 she wore light blue slacks, a deeper blue top and a white sweater\u2026<\/p>\n

I watched her expression as the fellow busied himself with putting the chair away\u2026 and she had this totally serene look to her face, and yes, a contented smile\u2026<\/p>\n

Shaina also watched this\u2026<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat do you see?\u201d I asked her\u2026<\/p>\n

And Shaina looks\u2026 and I said, \u201cyou know, I see a person who is absolutely thrilled for what she has\u2026and perhaps all we can see is things she doesn\u2019t<\/em> have\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

The more I studied her, the more I thought about how lucky she was\u2026 how lucky to be able to have such joy in her eyes, to be able to breathe the air, feel the sunshine, have a breakfast on a beautiful day\u2026<\/p>\n

And I felt lucky, too\u2026 it underscored how important the small things are in our lives\u2026<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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