HELLO
Posted by administrator on Wednesday, August 18th, 2010

... snack time lounging ...
The question: "Hey, Kay, where have you been? You dropped off the face of the earth in April!"
The answer:
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being a grandmother
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Tanglewood rehearsals and picnic concerts
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being a grandmother
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in Oregon catching up with dear friends and teaching
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being a grandmother
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walking with fireflies and toddlers
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being a grandmother
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rediscovering gardening joys and woes
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being a grandmother
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digitizing and designing
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being a grandmother
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searching and striving for balance
If you search for me and follow me on my wandering path you may have noticed that I seem to be able to write my blog or post snippets on Facebook but seem to really struggle with keeping both going at the same time. There are friends who do one or the other but rarely do I find people checking in with both sites.
As one friend shared with me today, "I struggle with Facebook. I don't think in snippets. I'm always looking for more." And so Al, this is for you and all my other faithful readers out there ... more than snippets from day-to-day life in the Berkshires.
When you review the list I created in the opening of this post, you can see how much I have enjoyed my first time ever assuming the role of being a grandmother on a daily basis. Up until this summer being a grandmother happened in spurts with random visits first by flying in from Oregon with anywhere from 3 months to 6 or 8 months between visits. After moving to western Massachusetts I was able to be "Granny Kay" on a more regular basis by driving into Boston/Brookline for every-other-weekend visits and hugs and smooches.
Beginning this summer my days started to settle into Granny Kay activities with park play time, walks up "firefly hill" and good-bye waves as I become more disciplined at setting aside calendar space for work time in the studio. Yes, as odd as it seems, there is order and routine and even balance beginning to be established to my days and weeks as I embrace this new experience: after more than 10 years ... living near family; and after more than 8 months (with no end in sight) learning how to nuture and thrive in a marriage that spans the distance of 3000 miles.




