For the August 23, 2021 KGUA radio Morning Writer’s Hour hosted by Mark Gross and Peggy Berryhill in Gualala, California, we are asked to freewrite on What Does My World Look Like? (today? tomorrow? right now? in the future?)
For me, it all depends on the day.
Catch me on an August Sunday, my world looks beautiful. Every two weeks at dawn on the course in Amesbury, Mass, I golf nine holes with our daughter Molly. We don’t keep score and do hit extra balls when our first shots are not satisfactory. We always follow up with eggs, homefries, multi-grain toast, and coffee at the Morning Buzz.
Catch me on a Monday, well my world is beautiful, too. It’s a ping pong day with my buddy George. Playing weekly for ten years, he wins some, I win some. Supporting each other’s good shots with Wows and Whoas, we have a beer after our sweat-filled ninety minutes whacking the little white ball.
Catch me on an early summer Wednesday, check off beautiful again. Hannah and I ride bikes on our quiet country coastal roads at dawn to avoid the tourist traffic. Riding side-by-side, we talk and then go single file when the occasional car passes by. And all of a sudden, we are pulling into our driveway fourteen miles later.
Catch me on a Thursday, my world remains bee-you-tee-full. Pickleballing with our friends, Fran and Steve, we have partners rather than opponents who don’t take themselves too seriously. It’s just fun, then we all retire to our front deck for mid-day brewskis and buttery, store-bought popcorn.
My life is not always beautiful, but beautiful is what I remember about this past week.
Thanks for sharing this very lovely e-mail. Your vision is inspiring.
Thanks, Mary. Within our lives, we have many choices.
Sounds like a lovely healthy life! Celebrate!
It helps so much to have someone to be active with. I’ve had that with Hannah since the 1970s in Arizona. I’m glad you do, too.