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Preoccupied

Thomas, our younger son, has been hospitalized. Mia has been writing about this:

Also, my mother is in the hospital. Her hip popped out on Sunday. That was quickly fixed, but she was kept in the hospital because of congestive heart failure. It sounded like another episode of the trouble that caused me to make an emergency trip to see her back in September. I called her at the hospital. The reality is not quite so alarming: The congestive heart failure is the same issue as last year. At age 82 it doesn’t really go away. She was actually in good spirits, in a hospital room with a great view of the Rockies.

On a totally different front, I have to work on Sunday, thereby missing the second day of colgaffneyis at the St. Paul Scottish Ramble. I have two big system implementation projects to complete. These are the sort of thing that can only be done outside of business hours, and require extensive coordination with my co-workers. So scheduling is always hard, and compromises have to be made.

Icons and visions

A remark by the rector of our church, in this morning’s sermon, reminded me of visit I made in 1973 to the house of the Order of the Holy Cross in Santa Barbara, California. There I met Fr. John Walsted, who is an icon painter. Our talks made a deep impression on me, which sustained me through the dark years when we were realizing the full extent of our son Tom’s disability. I had the good fortune to meet him again in 2003, and to thank him for what he had said, and shown, three decades earlier.

Sunday morning

It is not often that I can be brought to tears, especially in public, but it happened this morning in Church. Nothing wrong happened–quite the contrary. The parish was observing All Saints and All Souls Day, translated from last Thursday and Friday. Our Rector preached on grief–You can hear what she said here. That got me thinking about Tom, and hence the tears.

It was not easy, but it is important to deal with these things. So on balance I do not regret missing colgaffneyis pleasant and successful expedition to Fargo. What happened here was important. It was difficult at the time, but I am glad I went through it.