Whoa...halfway there.

I picked D2 up at UM/JMH Thursday, after her final day of her internship with the Psychology Department. She worked there all summer. I told her MY internship at UM, back in 1981, had the effect of proving to me that I did NOT want to go into medicine. I think D2 will process her experience, and figure out what it means to her. She was on a high, as the staff, including her supervising faculty member, told her how much they enjoyed having her, and how helpful she was to the Department. I took her over to see my mother, to say goodbye for most of the Fall semester, and we sat outside and chatted in the gathering dusk. Mom told us how much she enjoyed meeting D1's boyfriend "Leroy." Later she recalled his name is Joel. Ah, Sunny's world... We next went to Michael's Genuine, in the Design District, just a 5 minute drive south of Mom's residence. We celebrated by sharing some ceviche and a whole chicken, which Michael's makes better than anyone else in the city. D1 videochatted with us from Manchester -- having a great time with her friends, as well. Last night, some of D2's old high school friends came by. Max is a rising junior at Rhodes College, in Memphis, and Elise is a Maryland Terrapin. It truly seems like about 2 weeks ago that they were here for the pre prom party we hosted, instead of 2 YEARS ago. They're half way done with college. Early this am, I got a sad email from my friend Norman. His mother Barbara died just past midnight, surrounded by her family. She was born in England, and came here after WW II, to build a wonderful life. She's blessed with 4 great kids, and many terrific grandkids -- many of whom live right here in Miami. She was a true matriarch of a great old Miami family. The funeral is Monday, at the temple she and her husband helped grow into a very large congregation. I anticipate there will be tons of folks there to mourn with Norman and his family, and to celebrate the life of a true woman in full, to borrow Tom Wolfe's line. So the years march on. Babies grow to college kids, and then mothers, and then grandmothers. If you're truly good, and blessed, like Norman's mother, you watch them grow, and they remain the foundation of your life. Meanwhile, D2 is headed back to UF Wednesday, and D1 is due back across the pond Thursday. We really are living on a prayer...