A tribute to Michael Miceli
In this piece, Jen explores themes of authenticity, gratitude, and the importance of hugging and being held.
I have some macarons on my fridge
But you can’t eat them
Not because I’m not a generous host, but because they are not edible. They are colorful magnets from The Container Store, meant to liven up whatever I attach to my fridge to remind me of things: what to eat, what to buy, whether we need Almond Milk (again)
Does anyone else feel like they are constantly grocery shopping or thinking about it?
But my clutter is never really contained, is yours?
From the moment I open my eyes
There are things to do
I’ve said this before
And it bears repeating
As my mother used to say (may she rest in peace)
Your to do list doesn’t end until you die
And it’s true
And until I clone myself, until you and I do,
We must forgive ourselves our foibles
Our falling short
Sooner or later we all have to choose our priorities
And it’s true
Watch what people do, not what they say, if you want to know who they are and what they care about
Watch where their time and money go, and attention, too
And if you’re lucky they will give you your love language
Mine is words of affirmation and quality time
When it’s safe for you to come inside, I hope we get to share some Ladurée macarons
On a sunny day, at golden hour, with the sun pouring in like butterscotch and wrapping around your senses (hat tip to Joni Mitchell).
Better yet, I’ll buy some local ones from my friend whose Worcester shop barely survived the pandemic – but now the sun is coming out and I think he’ll make it through
And you and I may meet there someday
In the gritty streets of Worcester
At a little café table outside
And we’ll toast to our survival with our macarons touching
And when we say goodbye, we can have a REAL, LONG HUG, not an air one or an elbow bump, but a real, long bear hug, to mark the fact that we have weathered the crisis and made it to the other side of the bridge
We’ll walk along the burbling brook to our cars and have that good, long hug, worthy of a bear
And that hug will remind me of my good friend Michael, known for his hugs, who crossed the bridge in another way, courtesy of Covid
It’s a nice thing to be known for your hugs
I can still feel his arms wrapped around me and his hug on my heart
We shall toast the lives lost and treasure ours all the more,
Never to be taken for granted again
If you want to see what someone cares about, watch where their time and money go. The old adage, “actions speak louder than words” has stood the test of time for a reason. Life is short, make yours count. Want to get clear on your priorities? Excellent! Fill out my contact form and I will help you get clarity so you can choose a path that is authentic and meaningful to you.