Rattle Me Young
I am a very busy person, and for that I am grateful. I say this because if I weren’t so hyperactive, driven, determined, and just plain crazy, I guess I would just give up and go to be with Jesus. Notwithstanding, His appointment is not anywhere in my schedule at this time.
Take for instance this week. My daughter decides to move back to Missouri from Naples, Florida, hopefully within a few miles of me. She arrived last evening with her beloved husband, David, her three kids; Elijah, Sebastian, and Naomi… including Friedman, the Labradoodle, tagging behind. I had cooked a huge dinner, expecting them around 5:00PM, when I thought how nice it would be to invite David’s mom and dad for the homecoming. They were called, and on their way. Bill had balloons and welcome signs displayed along the road to our house, and we were playing the song: Celebration Time as loud as we could. When they pulled in the driveway, even the neighbors peeked out hearing all the hoopla.
The evening went great until I explained that I had to leave for a couple of hours. I was expected to be at the funeral home at 7:00 PM to officiate at my friend’s Memorial Service, which was to be held at 8:00 PM. “Don’t worry”, I explained. “You all just hold tight, and I will be back in just two short hours.” My husband, the preacher, was away for the last two weeks helping to pack up Dana, so I was the one called to do the Eulogy.
Feeling bad leaving a whole house full of people, I thought of some entertainment. My new and third cookbook, Rosalie Serving Best Loved Italian had just come in a few days earlier. So, when I brought it out for all to see, they were so in awe that I was able to slip out mostly unnoticed. I thought it would take at least take two hours for them to look through and search for their pictures.
Getting home and feeling good about how the Eulogy went, it was time now to visit with three kids, watch Cappuccino, my Shih Tzu, and romp around the house with 80-pound Friedman. I had made David’s favorite key lime pie earlier in the day, which he so generously shared with everyone, for the cap off to dinner. I knew that I had to get my newsletter out the next day, and definitely blog for my website, so watching the clock, I was very relieved when Dana said she was exhausted and was ready for bed. Whew! Got through that day, now on to the next.
Looking at my schedule, I knew I didn’t have to be back at the hospital for a few days, so I have time to visit with Dana, and kids, and dog. Being an RN still intrigues me, so I hold on to it one or two days a week. After all, I just can’t sit around and get old. I say, “Rattle me young!” Hey, God bless, and have a great meal tonight…check out my Italian Parmesan Crusted Chicken. This, you will love!