A treasure of a day
Throughout my childhood my grandparents lived every summer in a darling beachfront cottage on a saltwater bay near the Canadian border. It is the place I remember them being happy. It was the home of a multitude of treasured memories made with my two sisters and my parents. I could tell dozens of stories that wouldn’t mean anything to you but they mean everything to me. It was a precious place.
My grandpa died when I was 5 months pregnant with my first child. My grandma joined him two years later. They’d lived miles from our home all my life. But their happy place was the summer one. So they were buried there. Today, on our way to a birthday party at that same beach, we stopped by the tiny cemetery to lay flowers from my garden. This was the first time I’ve felt like I could go back to the beach. And even now, as soon as I stepped out of the car and smelled the water, my eyes welled up.
#119 – a softly whispered “I miss you” and the bittersweetness of remembering
#120 – the anticipation of a new life
#121 – grieving that life passed will never meet our #5
#122 – friends…worth 2 hours drive in the car anyday
#123 – smiles through tears….the sweetness of sharing stories and memories with my first born
#124 – how it feels to spend a day with people that are easy to be with, that are a part of our history and our present
#125 – our combined nine children loving each other
#126 – sno cones. at the very same candy shop I grew up going to with my sisters. the taste hasn’t changed one bit.
#127 – the hope of new memories, new stories and new favorite places
#128 – tradition
#129 – seeing my son happy for an entire, whole day – the blessing to my heart this is I cannot express
#130 – dirty feet = abundant fun had
#131 – the way time heals so many things
#132 – pink cheeks
#133 – the forgiveness of my husband
#134 – learning to love the gift of today, even when my kitchen is a perpetual mess
#135 – the way my kids eat 2 pounds of cherries in 15 minutes
#136 – working through criticism and finding understanding
#137 – the miracle of a butterfly
#138 – a late winter baby on the way (did I say that already…I might be excited!?)