Saturday, December 12, 2009

En route to the mountain...

I placed a flurry of phone calls this morning to family to see if they had got off to a good start for their Whistler expedition. They were at Karen’s a few minutes ago picking up some of Ky’s things, but Kadir has been on his front porch waiting since 7 a.m.

Both boys sound totally pumped. I haven’t heard Kadir sound so happy in a couple of years. Family, there’s nothing like it, nothing that can replace it!

The weather is co-operating. It didn’t snow last night down here near the water so the highways should be relatively clear. Snow is supposed to start tomorrow. Nika and Jeremy are coming home tonight but the boys will stay overnight and come home on the bus.

I asked Kadir if he was taking a bag. “No, I’m going in a t-shirt and underwear,” he deadpanned.

I wanted to suggest he leave his iPhone in it while snowboarding. Leaving his iPhone behind is a no go.

I need to listen to music, get in the zone,” he instructed, sounding suspiciously like a 1960's surfer dude. He said he will put it in a plastic bag to keep it dry.

I just called them and they are stopping for coffee in West Van having successfully crossed to the North Shore and everyone sounds happy. Ky is even getting a turn at the wheel.

Kadir sounded a bit subdued but it is no surprise with Nika and Ky both talking at full speed.

Even if Ky is not staying on for long it is great that he came home at this juncture for the holidays and to bond with his siblings. As the youngest family member Kadir especially needs this but so do the others.

When they come down from the mountain perhaps they will all remember once again that they are not alone in life, and are loved.

Hopefully this family bonding will continue on through the holidays at least, providing some healing to our splintered clan.

Friday, December 11, 2009

The Return of KyQuixote

It is Friday morning and very cold and grey outside, but so far no snow to be seen. What a difference in energy from yesterday when I was up an hour early and not sure whether Ky would be here on time.

He rang my buzzer at a few minutes past 10 respectably prompt and I was greeted by a tenderly bearded young rabbinical student (he looks so very Jewish complete with pronounced nose) in black shirt and tie, carrying the usual computer case and Nikon camera.

His facial hair has got much darker as has the hair on his arms, and he is showing more signs of budding manliness.

We got right down to talking. He is planning on staying here for a few weeks, working at 49th Parallel over the busy holiday season and then heading on to New York to continue his learning and travel curve. He told me that staying here in Vancouver right now would seem like going backwards. I understand only too well what he means.

He said he visited many of the places in India where his mom and I visited with the girls and got a thrill at standing in the same spots he’d only seen in pictures.

Our visit was very brief as I was getting ready for work but he doesn't leave until early January so we have a lot more time to catch up.

Nika is taking him and his brother up to visit Chaya in Whistler this weekend where they will go snowboarding and all of the siblings will have a chance to bond again.

The weather is co-operating too as there is a new snowfall forecast for this weekend.

It should be a picture perfect Whistler pre-Olympic getaway!

Monday, December 07, 2009

Another Gorgeous Sunny Morning

It is another gorgeous sunny morning and probably frosty cold as well though I have not left for work yet. The walk home last night with wind chill was truly wintery. The good news is that sun is forecast over the next few days, my days off.

I was awake and up just before 9 a.m. this morning after a night of very vivid dreams. None of them are blog worthy though as they were all fragmented (at least they are in so in memory).

It is already one week into December! How quickly this year has sped by!

I am eagerly awaiting the return of my son Ky, who has been overseas for nearly a year now. He is due back on Wednesday but so far has not advised me of the flight number or airline. My daughter Nika and her boyfriend will be meeting him at the airport and ferrying him to their new apartment on south Main where he will stay with them until he gets his bearings.

He has not advised me whether the job opportunity in New York is still open for him. I am secretly hoping he will stay here for a while and not leave again so soon. I miss his company and presence in my life.

My daughter Nika came to visit with me last week and we walked up to Denman together for breakfast. She is now starting to show and is in her first maternity clothes. She looked relaxed and was very upbeat. She is finishing her courses at Langara this week and will be continuing to work until later in her pregnancy.

Chaya has started a new job in Whistler as distribution manager in the Whistler Olympic Park. She took her sister Nika shopping last week and has been very much there for her. I have not had a chance to catch up with her in a while and am looking forward to a window in which we can meet.

Kadir is holding firm in his new place on Wellwyn Avenue in East Van. As a 16 year old now in semi-independent living he is showing remarkable stamina although he has been ill several times this winter. I talk to him several times a week via phone but we have not had a chance to get together for a few weeks now.

When I do talk to him, he is usually en route to a friends place and so subject matter is sparse. I ask him how he is doing at school and he asks me how I am doing at work. I look forward to our meetings when we usually delve into deeper topics...although the movie Zombieland was our last outing together.

Karen is holding firm in her new apartment in Marpole but has had difficulty finding and keeping work.

When we got married I envisioned us growing old together, surrounded by all our children. I guess it hasn't worked out in quite the way I imagined.

But we are still all living, in good health and in fairly frequent contact and for that I am thankful.

And so much for my open letter to everyone. Now I will set off for work.