Today I love my father’s watch and the way it just started right up as soon as the battery was changed. I love that I do not remember how old it is, though I was the one that gave it to him. I love that I do remember when I gave it to him he declined and said it was “Too much.” I love that I told him I would take it then and when I asked if he would hold on to it for me until he was done with it he agreed to that. I love that he clearly used that watch, the crystal cracked and the finish worn, that it spent time in his keeping rather than just marking time on a shelf in a box. I love that as soon as my nephew saw it the funeral yesterday he remarked that he has always “wanted to get himself one of those” and I told him he was now in my will. I love that if this watch lasts it has a place to go. I love how a thing with almost no value can find a place in a family not by being coveted but by being symbolic of the time it spends with different people in that family. I love how easily that watch slipped into the watch pocket of my jeans.
Today I love that last night was a bit cooler and tonight is supposed to be cooler still and that would have pleased my father for he dearly loved a good sleep and the one thing that would disrupt his sleep was excessive heat. I love that I cannot disagree with his assessment of a cool night as “a good night for sleeping,” we did not agree on everything but some agreements are enough to fuel a friendship and we were friends. I love that yesterday was a good day, with much laughter and stories. I love that I was asked to do the eulogy and that it went over well, love that people complimented me on it afterwards, love that I got to do two of the things I do best for my old man, write, and speak publicly.
Today I love homemade raspberry strawberry blueberry oatmeal. I love the sun lighting up a thin spot in the grey and swiftly moving clouds. I love that it is raining gently and the world is turning softly and the day was made perfectly for saying goodbye. Goodbye old man, you will be missed.
Today I love drinking coffee and contemplating the reality of the time having come when I am an elder in my family as well as in my community.