Wednesday, 4 October 2017

Day 4 - 276 -- Remembering a Celebration

Today was filled with a number of work tasks. A changeover of the ceiling lights has made it difficult to see while at my desk -- too dark -- and I had an eye strain issue after an hour of trying to work there. Now, over by the door and file cabinet, where the light was moved, I can see reasonably well. Just can't do the work without a desk there. Sitting in a chair balancing binders of information and still make notes for myself was a challenge -- balancing it all on my knee was just plain silly. There was to be a consultation before any further changes were made from the major one in the summer -- two banks of lights down to a single light. So frustrating. I'm sure we'll get the issue sorted out, but I still need to work during the sorting it all out phase.

I wore my mothers wedding band, which I do most days. Today I also wore her engagement set. I'd hoped to wear Dad's band, but thumb wasn't big enough to keep it on -- on humid days my hands swell more and it would fit then -- just not today. So, why did I choose to wear these items today? Sixty-four years ago today, my parents were married. I've wondered what the day looked like. All the photos are in black and white. It wasn't raining, but it is difficult to tell what the sky was like from the light of the photos. It must have been warm as the bridesmaids were outside without sleeves and did not look uncomfortable. I've recently wondered, why I never asked what the day was like, beyond the event itself. I'll have to ask some other relatives who were there for their recollections.

The song shared today was one of my Dad's favourites.  His waltz included a bit of an extra step -- sort of a foxtrot or two-step addition. This version is sung by a Canadian singer both mom and dad enjoyed. We went as a family to see her on her first cross-country tour -- where she wore her green tie-dyed dress (wedding dress) and went barefoot on stage <grin>. Enjoy!

Tennessee Waltz -- Anne Murray


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