As I worked around the house today, repairing, cleaning, moving things to where they belong, reclaiming space post-divorce, I ended up thinking expansively about my life. This led me to affirmations I'd not heeded previously, but am otherwise proud of. Later as I cooked dinner, sauteing onions and shiitake mushrooms with some garlic from the garden, my plan was to have it over arugula with tomatoes, also from the garden, and to augment with Israeli feta. I found myself wondering that I can grow beans, and enjoy them fresh off the vine, better by far than I can get anywhere else. I can grow tomatoes, and though I struggle with early blight, the fruit I get is astoundingly good compared to any I can buy. I enjoy many flavors, complexities that thrill me as I eat, and after sauteing the onions, throwing the mushrooms in for their turn, I decided to add a chopped fig from the tree given to me by a dear friend... I knew this salad would be special in ways that I could never impart to ...
Tom Francis - Thomas McKay Francis - Dad - passed away suddenly this afternoon. I was fortunate to have seen my parents twice this summer, the last time only a few weeks ago at 'camp'. In return for all he gave us over the last 50+ years, I was able to fix his computer when needed, help him move a thing or two when visiting, fix a roof or build something, and give him some things to talk about with friends, but not much else. He was a rock, a very calm and collected rock, methodical, never rushed. He was thoughtful and generous, and he was a great dad who moved gracefully through life. I regularly think of the many skills, and the knowledge and care that I possess that is directly attributable to him... and the confidence to take anything apart and usually to fix it, sometimes within a few years, but often much quicker. I'm not sure how he'd have felt about this post - he checked Facebook, but didn't participate, though he often knew what was going on be...