Saturday, May 2nd 2020
Florida opens up slowly. A few more cars.
Siesta Beach is alight with humanity happily walking along the sidewalk en route to the Beach. It’s refreshing.
Went to my friend Gio GIO’s. I helped her fold and stack up her husband’s clothes in bags. To give away. Or, to keep. Changing and freeing up the energy in a room which she will embrace when her time is right. It was sweet and touching to see her caress each shirt. Each pair of pants. She remembered where she would have purchased a particular shirt or for what occasion Ira would have worn it. It was Poignant and caring.
It should be noted that there was not one dirty anything in the closet. Every shirt was slickly ironed to that crisp perfection that always looks fetching on men. That particular brand of caring is so Gio Gio, a predictable Italian wife, mom and daughter. There were a lot of hours of ironing in that closet. I was impressed! The last items to go into bags were the shoes. Reluctantly. Very reluctantly, beautifully tasseled loafers and topsiders filled several bags with many pairs stored with ‘wooden shoe trees’.
I felt privileged to be there. Gio Gio kept a dozen great shirts and sweaters of her husband. She will look darling in them and she will feel enveloped by and with him.
Life is good.
Smiles.
Judy
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