By Susan Harper
I’m taking a break from shampooing my carpet to write this — and only an impending visit from my grandson, Henry ( or Henry the Great, as I think of him), would give me the sudden desire to make sure that even the carpet is clean.
Generally speaking, I think of carpets as indoor streets, but having a “rug rat” around for the first time in 40 years has given me a new perspective.
He’ll be bringing his parents, of course, and I’m excited to see them too. And 24 hours later, my sister and her daughter will arrive, followed by my brother. At that point, we will have a quorum.
Still missing, however, will be my older son, Chad, and his wife, whose name in English is Spring; in her native Mandarin it’s Chunying Xu. Spring is completing her medical residency in Albany, New York, this year, and she and Chad will use the Thanksgiving week to travel to some of the cities where she’s been asked to interview for a hospital position as a psychiatrist.