Finding one of life’s little gems is always a lovely surprise—like scoring an extra treat in a Cracker Jack box. We happened across one of those hidden treasures on a recent trip to Alcatraz Island.
It was a bright clear day—which is a gift in itself for the Central Coast of California; and we were a party of four: Michael, our daughters Ashley and Alyssa, and myself. The fact we had both of our college age together at the same time was a wonder, and it was fun to have just us four, like we used to be, and won’t be very often again.
Once arriving on “The Rock,” we took advantage of the lower trail that wraps the island and was soon to close for renovations. After several hundred yards, we rounded a corner and were treated to a front row seat for the prettiest view of San Francisco—her hilly streets there for our appreciation and the sun glinting off the soft waves of the bay like jewels. It was amazing to imagine the harshness of this small piece of tundra holding such a precious bounty in its hand, a bit like beauty and the beast. That one panorama alone was worth the trip and was the perfect beginning to our day.
People, like life, have pockets tucked away to be unearthed and discovered over time. I’m betting there are a few bits of Marnie trivia which most of you don’t know. Here it goes:
- I have four tattoos—so far (yes, Mom, I have another one – LOL): one on my lower left leg, one on my right foot, and one behind each ear. Three of them have a moon and stars theme and the other one is a set of wings.
- High heels are not my thing. In fact, I only own two pairs: black and brown. I believe they were invented for the sole (ha ha) purpose of torture and are inhumane. Some people spend their money on shoes or purses, I’d rather use mine for books, software, or art supplies.
- If not for the age difference and their contrasting opinions on Glee, my husband and my friend Trish Yochum could have been separated at birth. It is scary. They are both competitive, have the same sense of humor, and they frequently say identical things about me. They even sleep in the same position. After talking to one of them, I often feel like I have entered an episode of the Twilight Zone.
- When I was about five years old, I ate a spider. My friend told me that if I didn’t eat a spider as a kid, I wouldn’t be able to have babies when I grew up. As far as I know, her theory works.
Here’s hoping today sends you a little surprise—something unexpected to make you smile and warm your heart.