THE HYBIRD

“We don’t have those trees where I am,” she said pointing.  “Are they sycamores?” she asked me. 

What my daughter’s mother-in-law does not understand is that her question took me back over 45 years ago to when I finished high school.  What my daughter’s mother-in-law does not know is that I took an aptitude test after I graduated high school because I had no idea what I wanted to be.  The top recommendation came back – “botanist”.  

I grew up in a small walk-up apartment in the city   I had no experience with plants  and could not envision myself spending my life grafting vegetation to create new species

I have long since left the city and I have become an avid gardener.

I knew enough to look up at the leaves.

“No,” I answered. “They are maple trees. See the leaves?”  

  “Oh yes,” my daughter’s m-i-l said.  

But the tree trunks looked like army fatigues so I googled the tree up.  Lo and behold these were sycamore maple trees.  

Our shared granddaughter was sitting in between us.  I leaned over to Linda. “ The trees are hybrids just like our granddaughter,” I said.  “Look!  June has your nose and my hair!”

THE YIZKOR CANDLE by Jacqueline Becker as it appears in MSK anthology

 

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     It was time to light the Yizkor, or memorial candle.  We traditionally light it during the week of shiva, or mourning.  We light it at sundown just before we light the four major holiday candles.  We also light it on the anniversary of the death of a close member the family.  The candle represents the soul.  Yizkor is the command verb to remember.  It would translate into:  “He SHALL remember.”  Remembering is imperative in our religion.  The candle is meant to burn a full 24 hours. 

    When our department took our supervisor out to celebrate her retirement, we went to a small, lovely Mexican restaurant.  It was late afternoon and the staff began to light the candles on our table.  My colleague-friend, Debbi, looked at me and I looked back at her.  We were the only ones who understood.  We burst out in laughter.  We could not hold back as the tears streamed down our cheeks.     To be continued tomorrow…

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We saw the dietician on Thurs. On Fri…

We saw the dietician on Thurs. and with her voice and instructions really fresh in our brains, we went immediately to the gym and exercised.  Then we went directly to Whole Foods and shopped.  That is when I bought EVERY vegetable I recognized.

On Friday my granddaughter came to spend the day as she was off and everyone else had work.  It was pouring out.  What does a grandmother and granddaughter do together on a rainy day?  Of course, we baked!  We made – and here is an inadvertent plug for Simple Mills Chocolate Cake and Muffin Mix.   I am and have been gluten free these past five years.   Of course I sent my granddaughter home with cupcakes for everyone.  BUT…we kept four for ourselves.  (Best gluten free product I have found to date.)

Sh!!!!! Please don’t tell our dietician.  We did eat half a plate of cauliflower for dinner last night.  We did have small portions of red lentil spaghetti (the Whole Foods 365 brand is gluten free and tastes really good).  We did have baked salmon.

BUT, we DID have a chocolate muffin!!!!

WE SPLIT UP!!!!

It was our last summer hurrah.  And I proposed something politically incorrect, even sexist!   My husband proposed going to Yankee Stadium with our grandson and son-in-law.  I looked at my daughter and granddaughter.  What were we- chopped liver?  I ordered tickets to the Gazillion Bubble Show and we had a girls day.  My granddaughter was picked to go onstage and since she believes she is Elsa, she had no problem pretending that the stage was a winter setting and the the bubbles were snow.

And what kind of girls day does not end with a little shopping spree?