Tuesday, November 24, 2009


The Keranens three drove to Chicago Saturday night to pick up Jocelyn from O'Hare. Her first solo flight went swimmingly. It's been three long months and suddenly she's standing with her suitcase under the arrivals sign, looking completely competent, ready to greet life, ready to ARRIVE.

Granted, there is no standing still. Gene turned 50 yesterday. We feted him on Sunday. A party guest from his before life was amazed that he prepared part of the meal. You cook more than grilled cheese now? Other old friends posted pics of his before life on Facebook. Hilarious party pics, but not the man I know. DDL mentioned once the idea of reinventing yourself again and again, but I think whether or not you consciously decide to reinvent yourself, you are reinvented. I suppose the conscious part of the equation implies you have some input into the process. I mean, surely one does get to make a few choices here and there. But then after you make a choice you're in the thick of it and there's no telling how you're going to come out on the other end. Perhaps you'll be a fabulous beef brisket chef.

I have arrived somewhere, too, but I'm not sure where. I believe I'm still looking for my luggage, wondering where to stand.

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