Over a hundred people attended the open house my sisters and I hosted for Dad's retirement as church organist after 72 years. So many people have been touched by his musical gift. Masses, first communions, confirmations, holy days of obligation, weddings, funerals, and any other type of service and he was there creating a contemplative atmosphere.
The individually wrapped cookies were a stroke of genius! And small bottles of water were just the right balance. The location of the art gallery at the local library was perfect!
My Pennsylvania sister worked a miracle in my living room. It hasn't been this spacious and clutter-free since the first few years I lived here. We, and my local sister, lugged boxes of books, CDs, DVDs, and years of accumulated stuff to the local charity shop. The physical act of it was exhausting. But the end result is exhilarating. I feel guilty that she spent so much of her short vacation working on this project. When she had an opportunity to meet up with one of her lifelong friends, I used that time to do her laundry. And I sent her some flowers that I hope will be waiting for her at home when she gets there.
And now it's time with my Virginia sister, her husband, and eldest daughter with her boyfriend.
2 comments:
I love everything about this. Good for you! I wish I was more like you.
That must be so freeing. We've used all our moves to pare down. Now that we've been in this house 10 years, I'm proud of our ruthless "if we haven't seen it in 6 months get rid of it" philosophy. Soooo happy your Dad's event was so successful.. 72 years...wow!
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