The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite insane.
– Nicola Tesla
My boys (and I) had a rather sad day yesterday. It was the funeral of the boys’ grandfather and my father.
In the evening we cut a couple of glow sticks open, and played with the content. It sure cheered everyone up. I bet my father would have approved.
Yesterday we celebrated our national day
17th of May, the day we got our constitution. In Norway there are no military parades on our national day, just a parade of happy children waving their flags, screaming “Hurra!!”, and marching bands playing marches.
Another thing you often can see on 17th of May, are the balloon sellers. This year there has been a lot of writing in the papers about how we are waisting our limited sources of helium on entertainment, so I said before we left home that we didn’t have to buy balloons to the boys this year.
Well, my little brother (32 years, still a boy) was celebrating with us this year, and listened carefully to all I said. Just a few minutes after we arrived, he came grinning towards me and gave me this princess:
He sure liked the princess, too.
I love my brother :)
We’ve been visiting my grandmother and my boys’ great-grandmother today. It was nice. She was in a good mood, loving to have people around her. Her teeth are bothering her, she hasn’t many left, and her dentures keeps coming loose. One time she was struggling to say what she wanted - but then she suddenly started to laugh.
“I was just about to say that it feels like I’m a hundred years old”, she said, “but then I remembered that that’s just what I am!”
I love my grandmother.
Ina!
Our common friend TM once said something like this to me: “Make sure you keep Ina as a friend. We all need younger friends to keep our minds sharp. I’ve got you, you’ve got her.” So - I’ll guess I’ll have to keep you as a sanity-insurance for the rest of my days. My grandmother still - at the age of 100 - attends meetings in her german-group, where she and the young ladies (80+) meet at speaks at least one sentence each in German.
At the age of 100 I intend to be in a astronomy-group with you, where we meet and discuss the beauty of the latest astrophotos, and wonder if they could please hurry to make that time machine…
I’m really touched by all the things you write to me. I’m not that good at expressing it, though. But i’m grateful we’ve gotten to know each other. I think you’ve made my life so much more fun. You are so genuinely interested in a lot of things - towels, pictures, villages, songs, geocaches, algae, stars, cameras, drawing, cats, Carl and billions of billions of other stuff - and it’s just so easy to be dragged along. I’m pretty sure I would never have brought my towel with me all day on towel day if it hadn’t been for your enthusiasm. Now it of course feels like the natural thing to do, and I’ve started to wonder if I should put a towel into each of my boys backpacks, too, on towel day. What do you think?
Dearest Ina - I really like you, and I like to have you in my life. Here on this pale, blue dot. To make the vastness bearable.
And one more thing:
You give the phrase “I’m soon done” a whole new meaning. But then again: You wouldn’t have been you if you hadn’t.
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Well? What do you feel?
Do you feel insignificant? Or do you feel lucky being born?
Some basic facts about me:
Woman, 38 years.
Teaches physics.
Love to look at the stars.
The REAL stars, not the ones with two legs.
