“It comes the very moment you wake up each morning.
All your wishes and hopes for the day rush at you like wild animals.
And the first job each morning consists simply in shoving them all back;
in listening to that other voice, taking that other point of view,
letting that other larger, stronger, quieter life come flowing in.
And so on, all day.
Standing back from all your natural fussings and frettings;
coming in out of the wind.”
(Papa, or Poppie as it depends on who you ask, and Autumn on the last day of
business/ Julie Cook 2018)
50 years is a long time to wait for that final day when you don’t have to unlock shop and carry
on the business of life in retail.
There will soon be, on this mile marker along life’s journey, more to this story
but there is still a good bit of moving, settling and simply exhaling after such a
very long haul.
We’re turning a page…for good or bad…
(anticipating being able to actually fish when they say the fish are biting rahter
than waiting for a stray day off when it’s windy and cold)
(it was such a cake filled day of celebration as well as tearful good-byes…
and thank you Melissa and Mark for all the added sweetness)
One very long and tiring chapter is now complete as we look forward to
the next chapter…
and that chapter’s name is Autumn…
(Autumn with mom Abby as they survey Papa’s cake / Julie Cook / 2018)