Too hor for Ol' Hook
3 years ago
One more cup of coffee
I know it has been forever since I have posted and I apologize. The original intent of this blog was to keep my children informed about the week's schedule. When I was working on my Master's and Doctorate, they wouldn't remember when I was traveling to campus. Sometimes I would tell one or two them and forget to tell the other, which often led to "You don't love me enough to tell me what you are doing???" hence, this blog. Since then, I have graduated and my children have moved off to the far sides of the universe. There did not seem to be much point in this medium any longer.
However, I think this may be a good way to still keep in contact with my family, even if they don't much read this any more!
Recently, I visited the great city of Chicago for training on Apple's iPad2 and MacBook. The university sent us for this training because the focus was on adaptive technologies for individuals with special needs. It was a wonderful training opportunity, with the additional benefit of an extended visit with my daughter, Mercedes. We had a wonderful time, but as I was preparing to leave, I kept thinking of my visits with Nana. As a child, my grandmother moved away to the exotic location of York, Pennsylvania. It was a 6 hour drive from our house in Rochester, N.Y. so we were only able to visit once or twice a year. Quite vividly, I remember the endings of those vacations more than any other memory. As we were getting ready to leave, Nana would always ask, "Are you sure you don't want one more cup of coffee, Joanie?" It was her way of holding us close for just a little longer.
Eight years have gone by since she passed away, and two years ago, my mother joined her. I do hope they are sharing one more cup of coffee together....
However, I think this may be a good way to still keep in contact with my family, even if they don't much read this any more!
Recently, I visited the great city of Chicago for training on Apple's iPad2 and MacBook. The university sent us for this training because the focus was on adaptive technologies for individuals with special needs. It was a wonderful training opportunity, with the additional benefit of an extended visit with my daughter, Mercedes. We had a wonderful time, but as I was preparing to leave, I kept thinking of my visits with Nana. As a child, my grandmother moved away to the exotic location of York, Pennsylvania. It was a 6 hour drive from our house in Rochester, N.Y. so we were only able to visit once or twice a year. Quite vividly, I remember the endings of those vacations more than any other memory. As we were getting ready to leave, Nana would always ask, "Are you sure you don't want one more cup of coffee, Joanie?" It was her way of holding us close for just a little longer.
Eight years have gone by since she passed away, and two years ago, my mother joined her. I do hope they are sharing one more cup of coffee together....
