Friday, May 22, 2009
Memorial Day Remembrance
We had a busy day visiting grave sites to pay our respects in anticipation of Memorial Day.
In the afternoon, Art and I went to visit his Aunt Gladys who lost her husband a month ago. My mother had made some nishime for Art to bring over. Nishime is a Japanese stew with bamboo shoots, chicken, fish cakes, potatoes and other vegetables. It's Art's favorite dish and we knew Aunt Gladys would enjoy some because it's not something you would make yourself due to the preparation time involved as well as the quantity it makes.
As soon as we got there Aunt Gladys asked about my foot. I'd broken it just the day before Uncle's memorial service which was this past Saturday. She had lots of stories about friends and relatives she knew who had also taken some terrible falls. She was thrilled to receive the nishime and told Art he was very lucky to have such a wonderful mother in law. I wanted to ask how she was but didn't want to break her cheerful conversation with a question that might bring her down.
When it was time to leave she said I was lucky to have such a wonderful husband.
I smiled and said, "I know."
"I wish I'd told him more often how much I appreciated him," she suddenly sighed. Her smile faltered just a bit and her eyes grew sad.
"He knew," I reassured her.
"But wouldn't he have loved to hear me tell him much more often? We should let people know how much we appreciate them, how much we love them.... while we can."
Therefore, to all those people out there who I love so dearly, thank you... thank you... thank you.