Celebrating Susan: On Life and Loss and Oh, Those Glorious NH Leaves
JOYFUL MUSINGS: ‘I got a call to my UMass dorm room that my dad had died. He was 55 and my world changed in an instant.’
InDepthNH.org (https://indepthnh.org/series/joyful-musings/page/27)
Susan Dromey Heeter is a writer from Dover who recently let her hair go au natural white. Writing has been her passion since her English majoring days at the University of Massachusetts in Amherst. Dromey Heeter has lived in The Netherlands, Alaska and currently basks in all things New England, including the frigid winters. An avid swimmer, Dromey Heeter’s great passion is to bring back body surfing as most children have no idea how to ride waves without ridiculous boogie boards.
JOYFUL MUSINGS: ‘I got a call to my UMass dorm room that my dad had died. He was 55 and my world changed in an instant.’
Dover’s own Susan Dromey Heeter is being celebrated by re-rerunning our favorite Joyful Musings every day this week. Which is your favorite? I know, it’s hard to pick, but please don’t miss getting to know Mrs. Pren Boss.
Dear Susan Dromey Heeter, Time to celebrate big-time! Today is your one-year anniversary of writing for InDepthNH.org and I couldn’t be happier. We are today officially designating Aug. 5 to Aug. 12 as Susan Dromey Heeter Joyful Musing Week at InDepthNH.org.
At 16, I did not have a car but a bike I borrowed from my sister. She had one of the first 10-speeds, a brand known as “Free Spirit,” and it was stolen week two.
JOYFUL MUSINGS: Gifts are meant to be shared. So when my neighbors share their recipes for bread, their garden’s harvest, I am deeply grateful. I can barely grow a toenail and their garden is amazing.
This week I muse joyfully on the most wonderful, wonderful of events – the joyous, the raucous, the brilliant: the belly laugh. There truly is nothing better, nothing greater. And, brilliantly, I’ve had several this summer.
JOYFUL MUSINGS: My husband throws in socks and underwear and he’s done. What takes him three minutes, takes me three hours. I’m not meticulous in much but in packing, oh yes.
It doesn’t take much. This week I muse joyfully on being grateful for simple, for the ease of a summer day and the zen of watching children run around and play hide and seek in the pants rack of Salvation Army Thrift Store in Saugus.
JOYFUL MUSINGS: And this conversation led me to think of those boyfriends to whom I am not the one that got away, I am, mercifully, the one who was not asked to stay. I’m sure we all dodged a bullet.
JOYFUL MUSINGS: Learn how to drive a standard. You never know when you might want to make a quick getaway, have an option to buy a fabulous five speed, might want to shake things up and pretend your station wagon is speeding down the German autobahn.