Misadventures of the Monster Librarian

Something has stirred my father into my waking thoughts more than usual lately, of course Father's Day weekend is an obvious reason, but if feels like something more--perhaps our wedding, now less than 4 months away...? Whatever it is, I've found myself grieving again. I think about all of the things my Dad is missing, how he'd be a grandfather of six (soon to be 7) grandchildren. How he won't get to walk me down the aisle, or ever get to know my sweet, kind, wonderful ChicagoBoy. I keep thinking of C.S. Lewis', A Grief Observed , the solace I felt in reading it upon my fathers death; Lewis and I kindred spirits in our mourning. “No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear. I am not afraid, but the sensation is like being afraid. The same fluttering in the stomach, the same restlessness, the yawning. I keep on swallowing. At other times it feels like being mildly drunk, or concussed. There is a sort of invisible blanket between the world and me. I find ...

So many random moments made up this weekend. Here are a few in spotlight: 1. Took my Mom to see Prince Caspian on Friday night (I had given her the complete Chronicles of Narnia for her birthday). It was a fun movie, though I wish I had reread it before I had seen it. I spent part of the movie wondering how accruate it was to the books. 2. My Mom was telling me how Monster niece told her that she saw Pop (my Dad) and he told her that he is in Heaven and happy. Monster niece is 3.5 yrs. old. I believed what she said. 3. K and I went over Chris' apartment Saturday night for movies. Such a guy apartment. He actually had to clean it so that it was "ready for company." :) We spent the evening expanding my knowledge of movies that "I can't believe you haven't seen," to quote both K and Chris. My favorite part of hanging at Chris' were the jokes that came out of the fact that he never "got around" to taking down his Christmas tree! Saw Gh...