Too much synchronicity

Only worked 1/2 day today so I could get to the Lodge to see Hahn Bin perform. I had put my gym stuff in the car in the morning, thinking I'd already be at the lodge at 4 and it would be easy to get in the pool for some laps, but the day was beautiful--crisp clear and not too cold--perfect for a run, and I would be home in time for a good hour's workout before dark. What to do? Too many good choices!! I enjoyed the hour with Hahn Bin (extraordinary!) then headed home--for a lovely run through the fall colors. Life is good!

Come together

Donald, 1947

My dad's birthday sychronistically fell on Family Home Evening night while my mother was visiting. She and I were at Siemers, so I planned an activity to help my grandchildren get to know their great-grandfather a bit, whom they never got to meet. I had a photo (left) of him and mom and then on top of it I overlaid smaller pictures of things that would evoke a story of his life: a picture of some Dunkin Donut's coffee/treats, a man helping someone fix a flat tire, a go-cart, a stock car racer, a puppy dog, a picture of my dad as a young man (right). Each of the kids got to take off a small picture and then I or mom told a story about it. It was fun. Happy Birthday, Dad!