Tuesdays are a Special Day
If I were at home today I would be anticipating dinner with friends. Since I moved to Calgary almost 10 years ago now, I have gone for dinner with my friends on Tuesday when I am in town. We started with an Entertainment coupon book and a restaurant at the end of my block. That restuarant has changed hands now three times since we started. The convenience of it and the good food takes us back there more regularly now.
Over those 10 years I have had dinner with the Queen of England on a Tuesday and with George Bush. Both were state dinners that I was invited to that just happened to fall on a Tuesday one in Edmonton and one in Ottawa. It is fun for all of the Tuesday night crowd to experience those dinners even if it is vicariously.
Tuesdays are special days. I was born on a Tuesday in July and Ruby Tuesday by the Rolling Stones is one of my favourite songs. My graduation party was on a Tuesday. Tuesdays with Morrie was a book that touched me deeply especially when one of our Tuesday Crowd died suddenly on a Christmas Eve. Every Tuesday I think of her and wonder if somehow she knows that she is not forgotten.
Good thinks happen on Tuesdays. My favourite part is the sharing of life with friends. Our Tuesday dinners are full of laughter and love, tears and sadness and all of the things that complicate our lives. Tuesdays ground us and help us each understand how connected we are.
Next Tuesday we will all be at my house celebrating the birthday of Dr. H. my friend and colleague. Birthdays are special for the Tuesday group. We have one in February, March, April, May, June, July, August, and September when my step daughter is in town. Today we are celebrating in Tuscany. We are celebrating 60 years of living and sharing and loving with friends. There will be smiles, laughter, and maybe tears. Some reminiscing from the past, some joy in the present setting and experiences which are truly exquisite and some hope and encouragement for the future.
Happy Tuesday everyone.