This Time Last Year

Life is not just today, is it? I go along checking and cross-checking today with yesterday and back to today. We are the sum of our experiences at every moment -

This morning I was wonderig what had happened this time last year. I remembered that our grand son Danny was here. We really enjoyed having him fly out for a visit -and it was an exciting adventure for him - his first solo flight from the West Coast.

I checked to see what I was writing about this time last year to refresh my memory - oh, yes! Mama.

She walked across her room without her walker, fell and broke her hip, came through surgery well and because she was determined she was back on her feet within three months. Today when she takes off pushing her wheeled walker I have to walk double time to keep up with her.

Talk about da ja vu - Fast forward to last week - Mama took off out of her room without her walker. Walking fast to catch up with one of the nurses. She took a dive and hit face forward, full force on her nose and jaw. Fortunately she did not have her teeth in otherwise she might have choked. They rushed her to the hospital.

Her angels must have broken the fall because there is nothing broken. I understand that she is a "colorful" sight - a beauty of a black-eye, purple on one side of her face down to her neck. She is one lucky lady. Mama has no memory of what happened. Its a mystery.

My youngest sister Dena is the one on the scene; the legal guardian who must be there to sign permissions for treatment.
She does a wonderful job with it. And I am grateful to her!

Here is what was happening last year. Seems I am still living off my calendar - or rather, we are optimists when we make a schedule - "off the calendar" IS living life.

Life Happens Off Your Calendar
You know the saying "life is what happens OFF your calendar." We are living it.

Our grandson Danny flew to Dulles from Oakland, CA two weeks ago -on his own- for a summer visit with us. The plan was so simple. A direct flight back and forth - no problem for the twelve year old to make the trip on his own. It worked well with his older brother Jamie ast summer.

Then, several days after he arrived in Washington the terrorist alert flashed to orange when a plot was uncovered at Heathrow ariport. Flights stopped. Airport regulations for passengers changed immediately. Airpots sprouted long security lines, careful scrutiny of carry on bags, and lots of confusion. We changed the original plan and booked tickets on Jet Blue - while we could get seats - so we could fly back with Danny rather than wave good-bye from outside the security check-in.

Okay, I admit it - I was not thrilled at the idea of the flight. So I turned my focus on the good things about an unexpected week in California - - a visit with our other grandchildren, some quiet time with our daughter, and a quick visit to the Valley to see Jim's family. You now, all the reasons you plan a trip.

Saturday was a beautiful warm and sunny day with clear untroubled skies. Our family drove us to Dulles to see Danny off. As we walked across the asphalt from the parking lot to the terminal my cell phone rang. It was my cousin Jim in NC.

We opened on a cheerful gambit and then he came to the business of the call. "I am in the emergency room in Concord, Ellouise, with your Mom. She fell and has broken her hip. The doctors are seeing her now." I sat down on a near-by bus stall bench to catch my breath.

My mother is 91 years old. She lives in an assisted care facility near my youngest sister in Concord, NC. At that moment Dena was in Raleigh, delivering her daughter to college, I was getting onto an airplane headed for California, another sister, Kathy, was last known to be in Billings, Montana, where she and her husband were in a rental car discovering a new part of the scenic West, my brother, Robert, was at home outside Atlanta and sister Lynda was in her car on the Interstate headed to the emergency room from Siler City, two hours away.

After much angst and several phone calls for updates on Mama's situation I decided to stay on our plan and go with Jim to take Danny home. As my sister Lynda said, "I am here. Mama is in good hands. Nothing is going to happen right away."

Once inside the Dulles terminal the first thing you notice are the insistent loudspeaker directives. "Unattended baggage will be removed. If you see unattended baggage report it immediately to an airport employee or security guard."

Our daugher Karen noticed a four foot gray plush elephant sitting quite alone near the the baggage carrousel. She looked around for a child, a teen-age girl, anyone who might belong to this obviously unattended stuffed animal. When it was obvious it was alone, abandoned - that over-size cuddly elephant began to look very ominous. Karen first told a baggage handler. Initially he did not hear or comprehend her report. And, then when he did, he looked briefly toward the elephant and said, "oh, OK" and continued on his way pushing a train of baggage trolleys toward an unknown destination.

Karen was not satisfied.

About that time the loud speakers blared out another warning: "report any unattended baggage to a security guard or airport employee."

Karen spotted another guy wearing an airport shirt and ID badge. Once again she pointed toward the gray elephant - still sitting alone and unclaimed. They looked at it and exchanged several words. "Oh, yeah." he nodded and walked away. At that point we decided to move on and get as far away from the orphaned elephant as we could.

We were followed by the echoing announcement: "report any unattended baggage to an airport security guard or airport employee. The airport security level has been raised to orange." Karen just shook her head as we walked away. "yeah, right."

Later on the plane I noticed a man with a brand new baby on his knees - a beautiful new life dressed all in pink. The baby slept peacefully at 36,000 feet and her father looked at her with new love in his eyes. " How old is your baby?" "twelve days old." Lovely.

I thought of the continuum of life - this little girl just entering the world and my mother perhaps preparing to leave it.

And what about the grey elephants loose in the world?


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