So, tomorrow I turn 46.
Here is my wish, for anyone dropping by, who has a few extra seconds: you share with me some special memory. This was
sartorias' suggestion, which I cannot improve upon: I know how busy people are. It doesn't have to be long. One good thing about having a brain wired for image is that the briefest reference to, say, "The day i saw a triple rainbow" brings immediately to mind the day when I was ten that I saw a triple rainbow. There I am on my bike, riding downhill as fast as I can because the biggest rainbow ends, so clearly, right where Linda C lives, at the bottom of the hill below school, where two streets converge...the light is silvery-gray, and smells of wet pavement and grass, there are three levels of clouds and all of them ragged. How I loved the magic of that day--even if the end of the rainbow kept moving. But somehow it was better to never find the end.
And incidentally: happy birthday to
bdunbar and to the lovely
purple_mirie!
Here is my wish, for anyone dropping by, who has a few extra seconds: you share with me some special memory. This was
And incidentally: happy birthday to
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Date: 2008-07-23 08:29 pm (UTC)Every morning, upon rising, she would say the rosary out loud. Sometimes I would stand outside her door and listen to her whisper the prayers in Latin. English being my primary language, the sound of the Latin prayers seemed so mystical and sacred to me. There was always something very comforting and simply beautiful about the sound of my grandmother diligently chanting the rosary. In a way, I sort of unconsciously connect your Italian heritage/Catholic faith/many posts about the Church with these lovely memories of my grandmother.
I wish you the happiest of birthdays, Fabio. This was an excellent thing to do in honor of it, because in conjuring happy memories, we can celebrate your day and send those good feelings to you. :)
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Date: 2008-07-23 09:11 pm (UTC)