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06/06/11
Sunday Family
Saturday night having elided into Sunday's sunrise (Sleep taking a backseat, today), We begin our drive, east, on Interstate 70, toward Indianapolis.
Four and a half hours/250 miles later, we arrive, Locate a Subway, for lunch, on the same street as the school Where the focus of our trip will take the stage, sometime after one.
At our agreed-upon 12:30, We meet up with your youngest son, Marshall, his wife, Jen, And their rambunctious boy, Jaxson.
Then, we sit near the front of the filled-to-crowding auditorium, Where we wait, patiently, through eighteen routines, To treasure the concluded-way-too-soon "Suzy Snowflake" ballet
Performed by your four-year-old granddaughter, Jaida, and her troupe, Each of the dancers in matching blue-and-white costumes — A recital that delights you, to the toe tips of the ballerina you were.
At intermission, we gather in the proud-parent-bustling foyer, Where Jaida's mother, LaRae, and her family Are regaling the star of the show, with bouquets and hugs.
You and I tactfully keep our distance, observe the poignancy When LaRae gives her daughter the choice of "going with daddy" Or staying with her, until tomorrow, as had been arranged.
For the rest of the afternoon, Jaxson and Jaida, Marshall and Jen, And you and I, Linda, spend togetherness's sweetest hours, Exploring Canal Walk, in White River State Park, On West Washington Street, not three blocks from our hotel, Strolling in the grandeur of museums, monuments, sculpture Lining the tranquillity of waters meandering through urban beauty.
We have dinner downtown, outdoors, then breakfast Monday, Before this Sunday family of ours exchanges "I love you" good-byes. Another four and a half hours, another 250 miles...how blessed.
06/06/11
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