Monday, 14 November 2016

I told my Pastor that he could not count on me

I am 72 1/2  years old and in good health.  But whatever way I look at it, these are the closing years of my life.  I am increasingly aware of my mortality, and that realisation is good.

So much so that my family is more important than my Church.  I want to savour family life for as long as is possible, even at the cost of goofing off from Church.

So I told my Pastor (Priest in Charge) that I could not be counted on for various "Ministries-in-Retirement" for six weeks, from the beginning of November until mid-December.

The two first weeks in November have seen the visit of my youngest sister Ruth, and her partner Dennis.

I was born in 1944 and Ruth in 1956.  We hardly knew each other as we were growing up. (When I started work at age 16 she was only 4 years old).

In adult years Ruth and I have developed a delightful friendship.

Thus it has been that Ruth, Dennis,  and I have delighted in so many adventures in the two weeks of their visit from Bristol, U.K.:-  (the Everglades, Mote Marine, the R.A.F. graves in Arcadia FL, the Kennedy Space Centre, Horse-back riding in the Myakka State Forest etc.,etc., -  and the list goes on).

We shared a tearful farewell at TPA this morning. As I write they are winging their way across the Atlantic from ATL to LHR. on a Virgin Atlantic flight

My home seems empty.  My cat and dog are sulking (truly!),    I wish that the damn plane would turn around and bring them back to SRQ!!!

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In just over two weeks Virgin Atlantic will fly my oldest sister Maureen,and her fabulous husband Bernard  from LGW to MCO.

They too will spend a fortnight with me, during which time we'll be off to the Commonwealth of Massachusetts for five days.

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Such a blessing!  The visits of two sisters (+ spouses) inside two months.

 Seems better than Church eh?

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