A symphony of riches to be grateful for – Orange County Register

This week, I’m sharing things that made me grateful.

After the Pasadena Symphony, the first I have attended since the Covid shutdown, I observed the joy of woman in the next row. Although I only saw his expressive profile, a half-smile that projected a deep resonance with a Tchaikovsky classic that enveloped the Ambassador Auditorium like the richness of silk.

Her whole body smiled in the music as she leaned forward, blonde hair dancing, to take a picture.

Someone she loved must have played. Was she a proud mother. She wiped her eyes several times, tears of joy. Next to her sat a young girl of about 8 years old, who must have been her daughter judging by the way she and the woman moved in concert with the music.

When my friend and I came home from the symphony, my friend asked me the meaning of the sign posted on one of my windows that faces the street. A neighbor who leads our disaster preparedness exercises had distributed it. “OKAY,” he announced in bold. “We are safe and prepared.”

Although our block’s earthquake drill took place the previous week, I left the inscription because I like the very idea it represents: a curtain of security in the most insecure times. . In a real disaster, the absence of the sign would shout HELP to the neighbours, I know they would help if they could.

Following the last earthquake, a neighbor was at my front door shortly after the ground stopped shaking. I was still shaking, clutching my newly adopted rescue cat tightly.

Lark kitty is the “Cheers” of our neighborhood. Everyone knows his name. If she could talk, I think she would say she knows their names too. By the verve of their waves, the stride of their gait, the rhythm of their voice. Perched on the window seat, her nose pressed against the glass, she has been known to raise her tuxedo leg in a wave of return.