Wednesday, November 30, 2011

The Visit

Anticipation can be frightening or exciting in a very nice way.

Sometimes I have found that impromptu invasions of your domicile are less stressful than planned ones, huh?

You know the type… the ones that I so miss, from when I was a young Mom; way back in the last century, yep, all the way back then in the 1970’s!
Those were still the leftover decades of knocking on a neighbors’ door without much fanfare and never ever any fear, why you ask? I know you really didn’t, but I will tell you anyway, or perhaps you did, but sadly I still cannot hear you…

Because in those days we’re not aware of the boogeyman in the neighborhood or anyone who was there to harm us; perhaps we were clueless then, since it would take a while longer to realize any danger where we called home.

But then a knock on your front or back door was a welcoming thing, not at all an anxious concern, and so we would be thrilled with that tap, tap, tap, or ding dong from ye ole doorbell, and with joy in our voice we would say “come in!” (Sing songy like)You see, in those days some of us leftover kids from growing up in the 1950’s knew no fear and our doors were usually unlocked; yes, we were fearless and happy for the company of anyone to break up the usual mundane day of laundry, kids, cooking or what-have-you! And even more so perhaps another child would be in-tow with that visitor person, so you could have a little adult conversation while the kiddies would play… those were really the days, special and a fond wisp of a memory …YEP, YOU BETCHA!

Today, we lock our front door if we walk out our back door, how truly sad, but you gotta; who knows who will try to enter your abode.

Which brings me back to our title, The Visit, as time has marched on and neighborhoods have evolved into more transient in their memberships it seems that ceremonious invitations or request for visitation has become more of the current norm.
And so, when our dear neighbors who arrived back from their summer home in Canada to their winter home here in the SUNSHINE STATE dear sweet gotta love it FLORIDA!
They requested to come-on-over for a visit with yours truly as well as Hubby a week ago, but at the time Hubby had a doctor’s appointment and so we postponed until today.
Formality, I suppose is good sometimes and in this case if they had not asked they would have found Hubby not here, but I would have been.
Since he wanted to go on his own to meet his new doctor, and I have a tendency, as if you didn’t know, to talk a wee bit too much. The fact was he had what looked like an infection under his eye that the Benedryl did not help, so it was not an allergic reaction and so we both felt that a doctor’s intervention was needed to prescribe an antibiotic and that is exactly what he came back with!
So there were no state secrets involved this time, ha… you know me how I worry!
PS the amoxicillin seems to be working; since his face looks much better now.
Just in time for the very pleasant visit from our neighbors.
I had made a pound cake for the occasion and they brought two humongous avocados that fell off their neighbor’s tree!
Now, how’s that for sharing?
They, that is the woman, brought actual photos to show of people they love and care about, their family.
It was lovely to be included in their joy of presentation of those personal memories.

All in all, I wish we could go into a time machine so these people or others that we feel happy to see would not stand on ceremony and just feel the desire to knock on that door or even ring our doorbell; we have either way to let us know you want in!

During this holiday season, remember the good in people and visit all those you truly care about… that’s all!
A visit might be the most memorable gift you can give to someone…

On that thought... allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?

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