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About Eight Years March 31, 2014

Posted by indigobunting in Uncategorized.

That’s what I’ve been saying. When I told people that my friend Sewa Yoleme (Craig) was getting married in Toronto on Wednesday, that then he and Bruce were coming to see us on their drive back to Florida, I said I hadn’t seen Craig in about eight years.

However, it’s clear that my sense of time is off.

Take, for example, my reaction when, at the end of February, I received a letter from Subaru congratulating me on six years of owning my car. I seriously thought, “That’s ridiculous. I just bought that car in 2008.”

Duh. And sigh.

Tim and I prepped a superlocalish foodie dinner in celebration of the marriage. It’s ugly here right now, but we wanted to make a decent impression on Bruce, despite the outdoor dreariness. We wanted to celebrate the wedding.

And then Craig and Bruce got stopped at the border.

If you’re a Facebook friend of Craig’s, you already know this. They were having the best vacation. They got to meet Deloney and Mlle Vague, for crying out loud! They had filled out plenty of paperwork, but when they announced at the border that they had gotten married, they discovered that they had been misinformed. And Bruce was not allowed to leave the country.

Pout. Pout. Pout.

Tim and I made the best of it. Suddenly we were able to go to our friends’ brewery/tap room opening after all. We invited neighbors to share the yummy meal. We all toasted the happy (temporarily stranded) couple.

But I am so sad to have missed them, and I hope all goes well for them as they begin to negotiate these complications.

Now back to my perception of time: Because Craig and I are in such regular contact, it doesn’t feel like a lot of time has passed since we’ve seen each other. That’s the good news. The bad news is that I can find no record of our having been together about eight years ago. In fact, the last evidence of togetherness I can put my hands on is September 2003, which is—wait for it—ten and a half years ago. More than a decade!

Could this be right?

Tim and I visited Craig in Florida in April 2002. Tim left, and I stayed to do a five-day Disney tour with Craig.

Craig came to visit us in September 2003.

We promised that once a year, one someone would visit the other someone.

I made some attempts, I know, at trying to get to Florida, but by then Marguerite had gotten frail enough that having guests, even ones she loved, put a lot of stress on her. So I stayed away. I know Craig and I haven’t seen each other since she died in 2008.

So did we see each other between 2003 and 2008? Craig, can you help me out here? “About eight years” sounded like such a long time, and now I think that’s optimistic.

And why does it seem harder and harder to make things happen?



1. Craig R. Smith - March 31, 2014

Well, talk about skewed perceptions of time! When you wrote that Mom had died in 2008, I said, “Well, that’s wrong. It hasn’t been nearly that long.” But it has—seven and a half years. And I haven’t seen you since 2003. I remember when my niece Jillian was born in June of 2008, and they brought her to Mom—she was so very frail by then—and you saw a photo that was taken of me holding Jillie, you said you hardly recognized me because of how gray I had gotten when I was taking care of Mom.

indigobunting - March 31, 2014

Well, I can’t imagine I would be that blunt, dahlink. I believe that is your interpretation of whatever it was I politely said.

2. Craig R. Smith - April 1, 2014

“Please don’t take this the wrong way, but I hardly recognized you” were, I believe, your exact words. You didn’t mention the gray.

indigobunting - April 2, 2014

Hmmm. Funny I should think that then when I think you look totally like you now.

3. Mali - April 2, 2014

I understand that sense of time being off. And it makes me realise that I’ve “known” you guys for almost eight years now. And I do hope that you get together again soon.

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