Sunday, July 20, 2008

on being an aunt

Every summer my niece comes from Isreal for a few weeks. She stays with my parents, and I spend the two weeks driving back and forth, all over the county, trying to show her a good time and having a blast. This year she's brought a friend to keep her company.
Yesterday we drove 2 hours to go to the Woodstock museum (which isn't in Woodstock, but on the site of Woodstock in Bethel), spent 2 hours there, drove 2 hours back, then to the movies to see The Dark Knight (loved it).
Sitting on the deck by the pool at my parents, I listened out of one ear while the other adults agonized over oil prices, other people and politics. I was so relieved to be able to focus my attention elsewhere. What I noticed, is that 17 year old girls are perfectly comfortable with silence and doing nothing, in a way that adults are not. They were just sitting on the raft in the water. Not talking, not paying attention to anything in particular. Just sitting and being.
So I sat, watched the breeze in the trees, listened to the cicadas, and finally the adults wandered inside to the air conditioning, and we had the real world to ourselves once again.
Having my niece here is my vacation from adults. I'd drive her to the ends of the Earth, any day. And I think she may be the only person I know who is really happy to just spend time with me doing absolutely nothing.
May your day be filled with the Magic Medicine of being.

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