I enjoyed the whole post, but the fruitcake section really caught me. I don’t think fruitcake has ever been part of December for me, despite it being prevalent in so many December lists. The pound cake you made sounds really tempting. What a treasure to have that typed card still. (And what a cool memory of how you practiced typing.) Thank you for the multi-layered post!
congratulations! Vision is our window. I've had bad vision from before I entered school and also had "lazy eye." My left eye crossed toward my nose. Two school photos from kindergarten and first grade show the difference made after surgery when I was five to fix the alignment. But near-sightedness continued. Cataract surgery, like yours, made long-distance vision a dream without glasses. Hooray! I celebrate with you, Fran.
Thank you, Sue! When you mentioned working on a kibbutz in 1976, I figured we were probably about the same age. Cataract surgery is definitely a perk of age!
Yup, I just turned 74 and am amazed that I continue to live despite my body crumbling around me. When I looked through those new eyes, though, and could pick out individual trees on the mountains across the valley, I felt blessed ... again!
This last paragraphy on delight rings so true with me today. Yesterday, I spent a few hours with some people from whom I had felt a lot of hostility or contempt. My politics/personality/etc. wasn't meshing properly or something. How much of that was coming from me is part of the issue. Anyway, it was a surprisingly pleasant reunion. It connected on a different level with a couple of them that I didn't expect to happen. It was luscious. And Fran, there you go again, inspiring another story. I love my Substack friends!!!!!
I enjoyed the whole post, but the fruitcake section really caught me. I don’t think fruitcake has ever been part of December for me, despite it being prevalent in so many December lists. The pound cake you made sounds really tempting. What a treasure to have that typed card still. (And what a cool memory of how you practiced typing.) Thank you for the multi-layered post!
congratulations! Vision is our window. I've had bad vision from before I entered school and also had "lazy eye." My left eye crossed toward my nose. Two school photos from kindergarten and first grade show the difference made after surgery when I was five to fix the alignment. But near-sightedness continued. Cataract surgery, like yours, made long-distance vision a dream without glasses. Hooray! I celebrate with you, Fran.
Thank you, Sue! When you mentioned working on a kibbutz in 1976, I figured we were probably about the same age. Cataract surgery is definitely a perk of age!
Yup, I just turned 74 and am amazed that I continue to live despite my body crumbling around me. When I looked through those new eyes, though, and could pick out individual trees on the mountains across the valley, I felt blessed ... again!
This last paragraphy on delight rings so true with me today. Yesterday, I spent a few hours with some people from whom I had felt a lot of hostility or contempt. My politics/personality/etc. wasn't meshing properly or something. How much of that was coming from me is part of the issue. Anyway, it was a surprisingly pleasant reunion. It connected on a different level with a couple of them that I didn't expect to happen. It was luscious. And Fran, there you go again, inspiring another story. I love my Substack friends!!!!!