The week will be hot, in the 80’s to start the week then the 70’s at the end of the week. The nights will be in the 60’s, a lovely relief. I’m think air conditioning.

I keep dropping things, hitting things with my head and knees, tripping over small things and big things. Tripping doesn’t discriminate. My dogs place themselves exactly where I need to go. I walk so cautiously you’d think there were land mines.

Last night, a memory popped into my head prompted by a scene in a movie, a scene of Greek dancers in traditional clothing. All of a sudden I remembered a night in Portugal. My parents and I heard music coming from the top floor of a small hotel where we were staying for the night. Curiosity took over and we went upstairs. We stood outside the door watching dancers celebrating in movement. It was a wedding reception. A few people noticed us and invited us to join them. We did, and we danced and ate and chattered with the people we had never seen before and would never see again, but we felt a companionship that night. We belonged.

When I was a kid, I never gave much thought to life, far too philosophical for a ten year old. Thinking about lunch was about as far into life as I got. That sounds simple but was far more complex than you’d imagine. What’s in the fridge? What if nothing is in the fridge? Is there marshmallow? That disappeared quickly. Peanut butter seldom did. Are there cookies? What if there are no cookies? That question was as close to philosophical as I ever got. Cookies were important in my world.

I always had wishes and dreams. Some wishes were as simple as my Christmas lists. I methodically added the item numbers from the Sears catalogue so they’d be no confusion. I wanted the elves to get it right. You all know I was in the sixth grade when I promised myself I’d travel the world. It was a personal promise I didn’t share. That promise has stayed with me the whole of my life. It is my only enduring promise.

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