Today we seemed to go off in different directions. I walked from English Bay all the way over to China town and I took my time poking around. Who would have thought I'd trip over a Western boot store! I went in and smelled the leather and talked to a woman working there asking if they had palm flat brimmed hats No luck. Somehow we started to talk about boots Next thing I know the 70 something owner sat x legged on the floor in front of me and I was trying a pair of Boulet boots (the best) . He asked me some questions to figure out if I knew how to buy boots then proceeded to give me a great lesson. I ended up walking out with a great pair of boots which I wore all the way back to the hotel!
I stopped for a dim sum lunch. Now I love dim sum and I realised I had always eaten it with others most fondly Lee. NEVER eat dim sum alone. Its not fun. There is too much food. Like I got 4 pieces of a coconut desert! So not one to throw any food away I packed up the desert and headed out stuffed. I was asked several times for money from people on the streets and I offered food. I had taken a stash of fruit with me. In some cases people took what I offered and in others they said No to the offer. I was particularly saddened by one young woman with gorgeous dreadlocks and stained fingers (smoking something serious?)
Oh a mother's nightmare to see their child in that shape. I did run across a woman fighting breast cancer and she did accept my leftover dim sum. We had a great conversation and a hug in front of the Olivia cruise ship about to take sail, for the passage to Alaska. I continued along the promenade and gawked at the expensive yachts and home made house boats. Guess which ones I was attracted to?!
We all went to the concert together and each of us pitched in with helping make this concert happen. Patricia plays the harp and Pam the grand piano. They went back and forth with selections including some poetry and songs about the prairie. I swear they were there just for me It sure felt like that.
The concert was a complete success and we were all high as a kite after. Then the food attack came. This time we aimed for a Thai restaurant but when we could not locate it we turned into a Persian one. What a good choice. The baklava had pistachios and rose water with honey. Such a decadent treat. We continued great conversations. Patricia by the way is an astrologer. She is wildly intuitive and highly skilled at this.I really took notice any time she had anything to say to me. I loved it. All three women were quite supportive as I fessed up my fears about Sunday when I would be going to Horseshoe Bay ferry terminal to meet a woman named Kathy from Parksville on the island. I found her on line just a few weeks ago and corresponded with her because she was a widow just like me. Well we really hit it off via emails with amazing support. I so longed for widow support and she did too. Support from women who had been there. We exchanged story after story about our partners and we told each other about all the little things we missed. It was wonderful and unlike any other support I have received including my very best friends (who have not experienced widowhood) I was coached to remain open, be myself completely and listen. I calmed down...........
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