Serving up possbilities

I love a good grocery store.  Whole Foods has always been a favorite but now I’ve discovered eclectic independent ones spattered throughout all these many mini towns within CT.  And even my little Wilton has one…and they are all called markets.  Now, I can honestly say, “I’m going to the market”.  Will be returning for another pre packaged steamed summer squash with onions and cranberries.  It’s so fresh.  It’s so perfectly balanced.  Getting to a place of a personal balanced nature takes time…or does it…does it just happen when you stop trying to keep things safe.  Rosie, Casey, Kathryn, Kristen, Ruben, and Dana all said to stop being so obstinate.  Well, actually that was only Kristen who used those choice words.

He’s coming out.  I gave the green light last Thursday.  While holding my breath, I typed “let’s revisit the idea of you coming out to see me” and within a half a moment, he took the reigns.

Casey said “just try to stay open…promise me, you’ll stay open to possibilities”.  After feeding Delilah her new raw food diet this morning, I decided to share her remaining carrots with the our neighboring chipmunks.  While walking back, an english accent over my shoulder asked me where apartment 70 was located.  I decided to help him because I didn’t have the answer myself.  I’m 84 but unsure of anything else.  In a 5 minutes conversation, I found out that he has lived in Norwalk for 8 years.  He found me to be funny and much kinder than the average Fairfield resident.  He has lived in Thailand and taught rock climbing in Vail, Co.  He owns his own business and his eyes are warm.  And his name is Oliver.  Oliver, what a perfect English name…don’t you think?

Yes, I’m in the market for taking chances.