I had big plans for avoiding the election. They involved staying off LJ and the Ship, as well as not turning the Nipper on. And I was gonna cook up a storm. I had a number of things to do, but was hoping to be able to tackle a batch of Parker House Rolls from Baking Illustrated as a Day of the Dead project in honor of my grandmother Alice, who made incredibly yummy ones that I still miss.
But the plans changed, quite abruptly, and I am not at home, but being a small cog in the wheel that is running the major concern of most of the people living in this country (and indeed, the world). Driving around on my break, I contemplated that both my grandmothers had been born before women could vote.
And instead of listening to the radio, I punched up the CD, which clicked over to Eva Cassidy's Songbird and punched up two songs that had helped me during mourning: "Wayfaring Stranger" and "Over the Rainbow". And I remembered, as I got on with my work in the land of the living.
Rest eternal grant unto them, O Lord;
And let light perpetual shine upon them.
May their souls, and the souls of all the departed,
through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.
from The Burial of the Dead, Book of Common Prayer