Easy Does It

Midst of it all, easy does it.

Swirl of holiday schedule, mishmash of things, all demanding your time and attention, easy does it.

Like my grandma awake in the middle of the night doing her crossword, me taping away on lists and posts, get it all out of your head, easy does it.

Pressed too hard, too many things, your best response might be, easy does it.

House clean, errands run, menu decisions, meal prep, remember the point, the underlying intent,

be thankful,

easy does it.

Feed the People: Last Entry 2021

Here’s how it ended up,

42nd Annual DeAnza Lions Club Thanksgiving Food Drive 2021:

7 stops,

220 families,

460 boxes of food,

maybe 900 (plus) people served,

about 30 Lions and Friends/Family of Lions, much GOOD…

#WeServe #LionsClubs

Boxes stage for packing
Food Boxes loaded for deliveries
Last Delivery, Watsonville
Baby Strollers Turned Shopping Carts
Strollers Lined Up For Pick Up

Feed The People: Part Three

It’s all been gathered. It’s all been done.

About 30 volunteers. About 300 miles in loops shuttling food to sort center and cold storage.

Now it’s time to execute.

Now it’s time to feed the people.

Turkeys reign supreme in the freezer truck
Ready for final load
Left over, won’t go to waste
Two of many that have given of time and talent

Feed The People: Part Two

Amazing day of collective effort and generosity. Various volunteers, long hours, and grocery store shoppers willing to donate food and cash to support those in need.

Today we pull in the rest of the food needed, by hook or by crook, let’s feed the people.

Modest Start, Saturday
Past a couple boxes of produce, the reefer truck begins to fill
The Ask List, Most Needed Items Circled
The Tally Sheet
Lots of Steps, By Lots of Folks, Make This Food Drive a Success

Feed the People, Part One

42 years and counting, the Cupertino DeAnza Lions Club have made this effort,

Gathering food to provide Thanksgiving Dinner for families in need, those who might not otherwise be able to celebrate this holiday.

And so it begins again, 3 days, 30 plus volunteers and countless donors, to bring it together…

Boxes purchased
The Odd Fellows provide the sort center

For 340 boxes? These tape guns just won’t do.

Boxes delivered, ready for the prep: 340 boxes of food, 170 families, maybe about 700 people benefiting … GOOD.

Park Scenes: Slow Down, Soak In, Play

#goodstuff #dadlife #dadslife #halffullallgood

Several parks, two cities, a couple days, one theme: PLAY. Adventures to a new park a few days again. Another park closer to home on Saturday, trying yet another tomorrow.

Such a simple concept, PLAY. Such an easy thing to do, make possible for your kids, any kids in your world,

Find a new park, let them play. Earlier in the day or toward the end, such an easy gesture, yet so worth it.

Lots to do? Chores, errands…stuff. Fine. It’ll get done. Build in the time with kids to let them play, empower them to do so. Far more memorable.

Let them play.

PLAY.

Good.

40

I shared this one before. Not mine, not even U2’s originally…

Originally from a now nameless writer several thousand years ago. What language was it even written in?

No matter. The words ate timeless in their comfort and hope. From Psalm 40.

“I wait for the Lord, he inclines and hears my cry; he lift me up out of the pit, out of the myre and clay…

And I will sing a new song of praise to the Lord…”

Something like that. Each minute. Each hour. Each day. Something like that.

From the Quiet

Gray half-light in the room. Soft, rhythmic breathing of morning sleep, together with gentle lull of the wall heater in the hall.

From this place I ponder, from this place I consider, from this place I write. Volumes pour into, out of my head. Only maybe a fraction do I capture.

From this baseline I strive, intend and share out. Does it matter? Does it help anyone?

It matters to me. It helps me. That is enough. If it rings true, inspires others, all the better.

This is my path.

GOOD.

Blog Like A Tweet: Sunday Eve Lull

Mishmash morning, kids’ whim to add pancakes to breakfast? Done.

Number Three finished her laundry put-away? Magic.

These highlights outweighed a couple bumps, and away we went into the afternoon.

Home run visit to a county park wed not tried previous; quick return errand and grocery stop on the way home, now can see clearly to bedtime in about three hours, and yet…

Somehow it feels flat. What? The day.

I’m digging deep for gratitude and content…no always easy…

Flat, and some anxiety dripping in…but why…

But why…

Looming end to the divorce process, busy last several of weeks at work to year-end, nebulous self-doubt…

The same old song and dance, it seems. Just the shit I got going on. Well you know what?

I’m dancing all the same.