We had a wonderful relaxing beach vacation last week. A mix of sun, clouds and rain, just like I like it. The clouds and the rain give me a “break”…a good excuse to curl up on the sofa with a book and stop going so fast. Anyway, on our last day on the beach, my dear husband informed me that the trusty umbrella, our protector from the harsh sun’s rays, the umbrella that I am always in charge of carrying (since he is carrying everything else) did not make it home the day before. Which meant that I had LEFT it, the poor little defenseless umbrella was left to the ravages of the ocean’s waves all night alone. We scoured the beach house, the dunes, the decks, the stairs in vain…no umbrella. Meanwhile, I am feeling low and pitiful for myself…not only did I forget the only thing I was in charge of, but the sun was beating down unmercifully and I could practically feel myself burning despite my sunblock. As I sat in the beach chair, I sent my daughter on one last “scouting” expedition down the beach to see if she saw it. And lo and behold, there it was…lying in the sand incognito. We reclaimed/asked the nice man whom it was sitting with if he had found it, and Presto! He gladly gave it back to us.
I have never been so happy to be sitting under an umbrella. Which goes to illustrate the song lyric, “You don’t know what you’ve got ’til it’s gone.” Of course, as things go, it was cloudy and pouring rain within the hour, but those few minutes were precious! Here is a picture of our lovely umbrella, in the rain of course, back at the beach house. This time I was extra careful to bring him home. 🙂 Slainte, Lisa
The older I get, the more I realize how much I don’t know. Yesterday, my husband casually stated in conversation, “Don’t worry; it’s copacetic.” Copacetic? I was convinced that he had made this word up, or that I had misheard him. “What did you say?” I asked him. “You know, ‘copacetic;’ everything’s good,” he continued.
In all my years of living and reading, I had never heard this word. I mean, Ed & I have known each other since we were 14 and have run in basically the same circles, yet he was extremely comfortable in casually using this word in his daily conversation. Yet copacetic and I were strangers to each other. I was floored and wierdly excited about this turn of events. Yes, I am a word geek, truth be told.
Here is the meaning and pronunciation from Merriam-Webster’s Dictionary:
Definition of COPACETIC
: very satisfactory
Examples of COPACETIC
<don’t worry, because I assure you that everything’s copacetic>
Origin of COPACETIC
First Known Use: 1919
I will now attempt to use it in my caption sentence; here goes…drumroll, please.
When Ed & Joshua are chilling out on the rocks, everything’s “copacetic.”
If you already knew this word, I am amazed yet again. If this is a new wonderful experience for you, let me know that I am not alone! Slainte, Lisa
My husband found this double-hearted leaf yesterday and brought it to me.
It had fallen from a tree and was laying, unappreciated, in the grass until then.
The leaf’s hearts are delicate, and easily torn and ruined without care and love.
And sadly, by this morning, it was starting to dry up and wither apart from its tree, the vine, the branch which gave it life.
Love is like that. We need each other to be tender, nurturing and caring in order to live and thrive and grow properly. We need to appreciate each other and not let others just lay around unseen. We need desperately to be hooked up to our life source, Jesus, who gives us abundant life beyond imagining.
Find your leaf today and love it and nurture it and really see it. Slainte, Lisa