My ( Granddaughter’s )Obsession with 7-Eleven!

I thought it would be interesting to get a different take on Japan than mine from my 12 year old granddaughter.  When she agreed to blog, I thought she was just being accomodating, but sure enough, she wrote as a guest blogger. My Obsession With 7-Eleven By Lulu Marsetti, Age 12 My name is Lulu…

A Blissful Visit with a Good Friend

In everyone’s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit. ~Albert Schweitzer There are so many kinds of friends we make in a lifetime. Many come and go…

A Half Day in the Life (cont’d)

If you ever need an excuse for overindulgence, just bring along some children for whom the word excess holds no meaning. So, the day began yesterday with our family gathering for breakfast at a small restaurant we’d discovered a few years ago.  It’s an Hawaiian import, specializing in taking a humble pancake and pushing it…

Japan: Through A Child’s Eyes

One way we can recall what it’s like to be a child again, is to travel with children. It’s good if they’re thoughtful and curious.  It’s an added bonus if they have a good “eye” and catch sight of things you might overlook.  A willingness to try new things including unusual looking foreign food is…

Frivolous Ode, Frivolous Toothpick

http://www.dictionary.com/browse/frivolous  self-indulgently carefree; unconcerned about or lacking any serious purpose. 3. (of a person) given to trifling or undue levity: a frivolous, empty-headed person. I, for one, think it’s a good thing to indulge in frivolity when the opportunity presents itself.  As a child, I ordered club sandwiches, primarily for the frilly toothpicks with which they were…

How to Find Good Beyond the Evil

This is a complicated holiday season.  The glitter, the shopping and the decorating can feel imposed by the calendar, out of sync with our daily headlines of war, hate, bombings, shootings, election results and humanitarian concerns. The tendency to feel overwhelmed by all the darkness in the world can easily let the air out of our…

Another Thanksgiving

My grandchildren have  taken the seats at our Thanksgiving table, now vacated by our elders.  I no longer awaken on Thanksgiving morning to the sounds of my mother in the kitchen, up very early to prepare the feast for us, because she had worked too late the day before in the Elmwood Market grocery store…

I Like Ca(u)ndy Too!

It’s fun and tough to shop for our five granddaughters when we’re in Japan.  We try to find small transportable items that they’ll find intriguing and exciting and perk their curiosity about this place we visit so often. Two of my grandchildren were very specific about what they wanted me to bring back from our…

Times they are a Changing

Our first grandchild is about to spread her wings and leave for her first semester in college. Fifty eight years ago, I did the same.  I couldn’t help but compare the excitement and anxiety she’s feeling with those I had so long ago.  The anticipation is similar. From experience, I know that life for her and her…

Beyond the Blue Horizon

The venerable old synagogue in Park Slope, Brooklyn has seen a lot of life. It’s known joy and sorrow and been a part of its community for about 150 years. Recently, my granddaughter’s high school class used the sanctuary to hold its graduation, a time of celebration and just a little sorrow.

Fleeting Moments

Attending a dance recital for one of grandchildren, I entered a world that felt timeless, yet lasted only for a moment.

Snowflakes and Grandkids

It’s been through the blessing of grandchildren that I have truly been able to fully appreciate the miracle of childhood and the full measure of life.