Circles
05/10/2008
Celebrating life and remembering death in the same day.
I was waiting at the bus stop waiting for my ride into work and one of the couples that live in the big housing project around the corner were approaching. I saw a new baby stroller, dad in tow, mom fussing over the new baby. I was wondering how things were going for them, I hadn’t seen them for a while, they recently got a car. The new baby is gorgeous! I got my updates: birthday, names, health conditions and such. As it was time to step onto the bus, I grabbed the baby as they grabbed his gear. I got to hold him all the way downtown. His sister, their little girl, has been a bright spot in my life for years. I call her “Chatty Cathy”. Her parents are both deaf, she has her hearing and sometimes in the mornings, before she started school, she was so excited to see me and I looked forward to seeing her each morning. She would talk up a storm with me, all the while signing to her parents what we were saying. I miss her in the mornings, she is at school now when I leave for work, but I do get to see her every once in a while. I understand from her mom, she is thrilled with her new baby brother.
I smiled as I walked into the office, stopped and grabbed my coffee, what a nice treat that was. It helped me as I muddled through the day. A big class is kicking off Friday morning and the preparation was done at the last minuet. The interns tried to get the job done, but the time was grossly underestimated so I have been helping the project along. It has taken hours away from my regular stuff. I am quite jealous, I would have loved to attend this class, but when I asked I was told no by the people in charge. The new interns get to go, but I was told I had to stay behind and answer the telephones.
I headed out after work for the police officers memorial at the capitol. I stopped and grabbed some dinner and strolled Congress Avenue and the capitol grounds on my way to the event. I sat with a young lady named Jenna. She is here in Austin at collage, she lost her dad 10 years ago, he was an officer in another big city in Texas. I thought it was so thoughtful of her to take time to attend the memorial for the Austin Officers. We both dodged the press heading out, her back to school work and me to hop on the bus home.
