Category Archives: The Meaning of it All

FUTURE: an E-mail from Grandpa about my Wedding Plans

My paternal grandfather is a trendy guy. He’s also very supportive. I would not be who I am today, well-adjusted and educated, without his guidance, acceptance, and financial backing to borrow loans toward my bachelor’s degree.

For those not in the know, I am newly engaged (proposal story post upcoming!). My fiance and I decided to have a small, private ceremony across the country this summer. We are creating an informed elopement of sorts, a Catholic version and more like an intimate destination wedding. I’m looking forward to it and even thinking to write a book about our journey. We are throwing in a few adventurous things in along the way.

Still, I worried about my grandparents’ reaction to my plans. I opened my e-mail inbox today and froze. There was one unopened message. It was from my grandfather and held a foreboding subject title – FUTURE. Feeling hope, fear, and surging adrenaline, I read on:

HI RACHEL,

YOUR AUNT MENTIONED TO GRAM & ME ABOUT YOUR PLANS TO ELOPE, AND THAT YOU THOUGHT WE WOULDNT BE  HAPPY WITH IT.

GRAM & I HAVE ALWAYS SUPPORTED YOU IN ALL YOUR DECISIONS FOR WE KNOW YOU TO BE A VERY RESPONSIBLE AND SENSIBLE PERSON THAT DOES NOT DO THINGS WITHOUT THINKING IT THROUGH.

GRAM & I FEEL YOU ARE RIGHT  BY NOT BEING MATERIALISTIC ABOUT A LARGE WEDDING CEREMONY & RECEPTION. THE MONIES SPENT ON A RECEPTION CAN BE USED TO BENEFIT YOU FOR OTHER THINGS. SO BY ALL MEANS DO WHAT YOU FEEL IS RIGHT.

GRAM & I SUPPORT YOUR DECISION.
LOVE GRAM & GRAMPA

Immediately, I dialed their home number, a phone number I memorized over 20 years ago. I choked out a thankful hello while wiping away unexpected tears.

We talked for over an hour. I am lucky, relieved, and grateful.

Seven Lessons Learned by Cohabitating

1. Live-in couples function very similarly to married couples. Really. Even sans ring, our locksmith, cable company, building superintendent, and neighbors refer to me as his wife and call him my husband. They can tell we’re a cohesive unit, even if their assumption is out of politeness.

2. It’s vital to work as a team to balance work, home life, and domestic chores. We learned to make time for one another, despite our crazy schedules, and developed set routines. I believe it may change when we get older, but for now, we shop for groceries and drag our dirty clothes to the laundromat together. We set aside time to watch Netflix. I help him iron in the mornings when he’s running late. He calls to make sure I don’t sleep past my alarm clock. We pay bills at the same time. We’re fortunate in this mutual arrangement because so many couples living together split apart from not being able to work as a team. Our coordination exceeds any standard roommate situation.

3. We’re a united front – for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health. We divvy up the responsibilities, but also form a united front emotionally. We support one another through the ups and downs life offers.

4. Communication is key. I cannot emphasize this point enough, especially when you see the other person on a daily basis, share a small living space, and happen to disagree on something. Screaming, belittling, and cursing are unacceptable in our relationship. We make ourselves look at one another, take a deep breath, and sit down. Then, we hold hands and give each other a chance to have our say before talking it out. People in a committed relationship, but living apart from one another might be able to impulsively spout hurtful things without much forethought. Not us (further, he likes the way I cook and who would risk that perk?). I did not have the best role models when it came to understanding how this communication thing worked, but credit his patience and my personal development in college to really ironing out the kinks. Plus, our method gives us good practice in case there are little impressionable ears around in the future.

5. Have mutual consideration and respect for your significant place in each other’s lives. I am a pretty independent person, but have a bad habit of forgetting to let my boyfriend know if my day-to-day routine changes. Once, I went on a quick errand that turned into a few hours because I met up with an old friend unexpectedly there. I forgot to tell my boyfriend about this run-in and he grew concerned that I was hurt or missing. On occasion, I work late and forget to tell him too, which leads to more worry. I’m working hard to improve though though and making some progress.

6. Always show the other how much you love them, no matter how tired you might feel. Recently, I watched some vapid reality show, alternating between Chopped and Cops and ate dry cereal out of the box. I had tangled hair, smudged make-up, and old, worn clothing. He stopped, looked at me and said, “I would marry you just as you are now.” Your live-in partner sees all sides of you – not just you after you showered and dolled yourself up. He sees me at my worst and thinks I’m still wonderful. I am so lucky.

7. Compromise. From picking out housewares to the more formidable questions, like our parenting preferences and lifestyle habits…certain things are going to give. I am an admitted clean freak, but he is the polar opposite. We struggled a lot with learning how to live with one another. Now, he helps with chores and tries to keep house better while I repeat the mantra, “It’s just a small pile of clothes on the floor” a few dozen times a week so as not to become an overzealous nag.

Would you ever live with someone before marriage? Why or why not? If you are or have before, what did you learn?

My Wedding Shoes: Wordless Wednesday

Ever Hear the Joke about the Eloping Catholic?

Haha! Get it?! They don’t exist!

Checkmate. Well-played, Vatican. Well-played.

Elopement and Catholic religious doctrine do not mix well. The former springs from spontaneity while the other promises a lengthy process. How can we explain that our eagerness to wed is not out of misinformed impulse? I never planned on living with someone before marriage or conducting the standard order backwards (cohabitation, planning a wedding, then engagement), but financial and personal factors (walking into my childhood room at the age of 19 and not seeing a bed any longer, not having somewhere to live near my place of employment) helped catapult us into this situation. It has not been a bad gig. We take care of each other. I have learned so much about his lifestyle habits, and he mine, that I feel our marriage will be stronger for this time than if we lived apart.

The Church wants the same end goal as me – to ensure my marriage is stable with enough of a foundation to last. I cannot help but argue, “Isn’t nine years enough of a history to move on with the show?” Then again, it’s like being tested in school. I may understand a subject, but this is not verified until I pass the required exams and the outcome shows on my transcript. I may feel ready for marriage, but similarly, a religious authority must agree to my level of proficiency, to my dedication in being bound to a Catholic marriage before it happens.

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Can you Keep a Secret? Shhh…

Distracted
by obscure plans
to dress down
lace expectations
with a little more faith,
a little less glamour,
and a lot more hope.

Distracted
by obscure plans
becoming more clear,
spanning 6,000 miles
to elope.

Graduating? You’re Overwhelmed. I’m Overtired.

Dear Noisy College Senior Neighbors,

Not so long ago (but long enough), I spent the first official day as a college graduate curled up in bed, sick with the flu. The stress in those final weeks kicked me around. Truthfully, I allowed it. In many ways, you’re handling this upcoming transition in your life more gracefully than me.

Your 10:30 a.m. partying holds a frenetic quality to it lately. Your unease encourages a skewed dance off/flip cup games to studying ratio a bit. The only grievance I have with the youthfulness of your livers is your sub-woofer thumping away at 2:00 a.m. without a care for whether I’m awake or asleep.

Credit for photo given to the original poster of this recently popular meme. Click for more reblogs on Tumblr.

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Impact

Originally posted on my defunct Blogger account on: SATURDAY, APRIL 30, 2011

We were passing each
other in the hall when
she shouted, “Wait!
You need to know that
a professor asked
for people to
call out and name
those who impact lives
so we could celebrate them.
A classmate
raised her hand high,
tears in each eye,
and thanked
you.”

My takeaway: Live well by treating others genuinely – someone may benefit from it. Live carelessly, and the harm may never be undone. Stay humble, tread carefully, and learn either way.

Hunter

Descending on the Prey by chispeak
Descending on the Prey, a photo by chispeak on Flickr.

You can see the egg’s reflection in my family’s cat’s eyes if you look closely.

She is focused. Captivated.

Great News! Grandpa Owns a Nook!

“Alright, my girl, so I just charged this thing overnight. Can you help me set it up?” my grandfather said, holding up a rectangular black case.

“What is it?” I questioned with interest. My grandfather is traditional in many ways, but a little adventurous when it comes to learning about how to use computers. The man forwards e-mails regularly without apology.

“A Nook Color,” he announced proudly, “Your cousin got some fancier tablet computer and gave me this thing…still have a lot of books to read, but…”

“But this is pretty cool, right?” I grinned at him.

“Yes. Your grandfather is a pretty cool guy. He’s with the times,” he joked.

We set him with up with a Barnes & Noble account and spent several minutes adjusting the settings and getting him used to the user interface:

“Oh, please get rid of that ridiculous background with the ‘N’.”

“Let me get my credit card. I don’t have any Nook gift cards…yet. My birthday’s coming up any month now though.”

“Yes, set a password because I’ll end up buying too much by accident.”

“So, this little button controls pretty much everything, yeah?”

“The screen cuts to black too quickly. These people think I can read a page in less than a minute, don’t they? Change that for me?”

“I was reading something about how to zoom in the user manual. Ooh, you just…pinch with two fingers like that? This is kind of fun.”

“Yes, link my Nook to my Facebook account, if you can. I want to be able to lend books to you. More likely, you will figure it out first and then you can lend your library to me. I’ll get more free books that way. Win-win.”

“Why doesn’t Barnes & Noble separate out a ‘free books’ section instead of making me type out the word manually in the search bar?” – Good question!

“The ‘web’ function…is a real browser? I can go online with this?! Ha! Your cousin thinks his computer is fancier, but this is really functional. Technology is really something.”

“How’s the battery life with your Nook Color? The battery drains pretty fast, but I think it’s because I leave it in sleep mode all the time. It takes so long to load up if I turn it off completely.”

I enjoyed answering his questions and watching my grandfather get acquainted with his new gadget. He worked hard all his life and found the idleness in retirement difficult to get used to, a disappointment. Discovering the Nook may provide some excitement for him, along with a new way to communicate and bond with his family. He helped me so much when growing up, especially through college. I could never repay him for his support and approval along the way, but helping him in this instance let me show some of my gratitude. I am also pleased that my love for tech is not generational, but perhaps more genetic after all.

Do you own an e-reader? What was the most challenging part about making the switch from paper to electronic? If not, what feature(s) would push you over to giving an e-reader a try?

What’s for Dinner? Something boiled.

Recently, I changed some lifestyle habits to support my boyfriend’s health (and mine), and reconsidered our weekly grocery list.

For a couple without children, we also do not sleep much like people might assume. We fall asleep well after midnight because he needs to prepare work for the following day and I use the time to write, cook, and clean. He wakes up very early after about four hours of sleep to print off last-minute items for work, and I struggle to wake up and keep him company. Sleep deprivation is strongly linked to many diseases and is a risk factor we fail to protect ourselves from in our on-the-move American culture. A New York minute really flies. We tried to take brief naps in the early evening to compensate, but soon fell behind, felt too groggy, or slept through our alarms into the next morning.

I appreciate my relationship with him because we can talk. We discussed our concerns and drafted a battle plan together:

1. Cut out oil of all sorts and varieties from our diet. Olive oil, I will never abandon you…but stay there. In the corner, for a while.

2. Boil, poach, steam, and bake most of our cooked meals from now on. The George Foreman grill and our blender may break from overuse in the near future.

3. Get more active. My guy is really active and on his feet all day. I am the opposite on both counts. He participates in cycling tournaments and thinks riding 80 miles once a week is having a good time. He would love nothing more than if I joined him on a bicycle ride, but I’m a coward and only envision getting hit by a taxi, horse carriage, another cyclist, MTA bus, or a group of stampeding pedestrians. Did I mention there are about 70-80 steps in our walk-up? Imagine carrying groceries, laundry, furniture…ourselves…up and down that every day. My stomach remains soft, but these leg muscles are steel and my stamina is decent at least.

4. Eat more fresh vegetables and fruits, increase our water intake, and avoid purchasing foods containing excessive salt (including canned goods), sugar, white flour, and preservatives when possible.

Cooking food in a deep-set pan without oil is possible. Last night’s salmon and spinach dish was flavorful, juicy, fresh, and did not take much effort.

salmon and spinach

Would you like the recipe? Leave a comment and I may play nice and share.