Going back home …

As a child we moved around a bit . My father never settled long with jobs always looking for something better. I believe he just love to travel. Then we ended back to my childhood home where I finished Elementary and and my teenage yrs in . Many night of sneaking out of my bedroom window well falling out of the window and falling back into it to meet up with friends and old crushes .. being 4″11 is a bit hard jumping up from the bulk head into the window. Oh the fun times that was. And many long nights of talking on the phone with teenage crushes and friends. the memories . Are so wonderful to have . My parents have been gone for 23 and 24 yrs now yes they passed within a yr from one another . My dad first and then my mom followed . Yes she had health issues but I so believe a broken heart as well. My older sister owns the house now and lives there with her teenage daughter recently separated from her husband. I stayed over last night (Friday night) and then spent the today as well there it was so relaxing we sat and drank many cups of coffee and tea and chatted and laughed through out the night . It was strange waking this morning in my old bedroom now that my niece occupies. A surreal feeling of sorts. Then it was more coffee , tea and great conversations and laughter. It was so relaxing and nice to catchup with her. Even though I only live 15 mins away we live different busy life’s so finding time to chat is sparse. So this was such a blessings. We are hoping to do this again . But I believe I need to let the coffee and tea wear off first before that happens again (hahaha)

Ahh night ..

The day seems to fly by now with the sun settlings earlier captured a nice photo of the sun setting and then the darkness followed shortly after. . The day went as plan errand to the post office . Then cleaned around the house for a bit until my daughter asked if I wanted to go with her to get her studs on her car at the garage and grab a coffee at our many coffee stops in town. We both ordered a pumpkin spice flavor coffee. After she went with a friend for a bit and I started supper for my hubby and I . Very easy (hahaha) fish stick , mashed potatoes with gravy and a veggie defiantly easy .tomorrow I think meatloaf. After supper was done and cleaned up my daughter arrived home and as my hubby was catching the nightly news her and I sat at the kitchen table chatting and laughing , always the best chats around the kitchen table if my son was home he would be sitting there as well. Something about a certain place in your house that is a comforting setting for good chats and memorable moments. I believe this started with my mom we had the best chats around my family home growing up . I will always remember those times growing up seeing my parents with their coffee in hand chatting away and laughing and then when I grew up I joined in . Nice memory. ❤️ after the time flew by and my daughter was ready to go settle down in her place . My hubby and I settled too and enjoyed our favorite show well one of them .. Seal Team . Show is over house is quiet except for the sound of my hubby sleeping away as I think I will now . First need to say my nightly prayers and send a prayer my sons way that I’m thinking of him .and then I can get some sleep a bit earlier tonight.

Photo Monday!

 

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There is not many of these covered bridges  anymore this one is located where I grew up. when I was a little girl it was open to vehicles by the time I became a teenager they closed it due to it’s unsafe conditions the  town decided to close it because they did not have the funds to repair it sadly .,, so  now it just sits there lonely except for the comfort of the river flowing gently beneath or the occasional people who would walk through or just sit and enjoy the peaceful sound of the river .  This was one of the first places where I started my first journal and I could peacefully write at times while I sat and wrote the wind would go through its thin aged wood making a creaking sound sometime it was a bit creepy especially when you where by yourself I still get a chill when I think back . I love that bridge it holds so many memories for me and many others. I hope you enjoy my Photo for this week.

May Day!

Screenshot_2017-05-01-19-30-45-1 I was reminded this afternoon with my daughter  that it was May Day when  we took a ride   into town this morning and saw the local Elementary   kids with their teachers pushing a wagon filled with May Day baskets. May Day basket you ask well that was a basket or a cup designed with fresh beautiful spring flowers and notes or pictures…a celebration  of Spring. in other cultures theirs music bright color pole with ribbons that you dance around. .. a may pole , you ate cake. What I remember was making the  baskets  and going to neighborhood houses and giving a basket to an older or shut in person  and then random houses. I did it as a child as well as my kids I always thought it was a fun time my kids thought so too. It was nice to see the smiles on peoples faces when they found them at their doors.

Life……

what is life …let’s see when I was a little girl it was  the smell of fresh cut  grass coming through your open window , bright sun shining in  and jumping out of bed as fast as you could to get outside and feel the grass under your feet. spending the day outside playing kickball or riding your bike with the neighborhood kids until you could hear your mother’s voice yelling supper time. when winter came we couldn’t wait for the snow ,making snow angels and snow forts trying to find the biggest hill to slide down till you couldn’t feel your toes then it was hot chocolate with marshmallows floating around in it. Awww the the life of a kid we we thought we were invisible life was good . Then adulthood came .. college work ,what we were expected to be Or I should say what society expected of us …I must say I was one of the lucky ones my parents just expected us to be happy save and healthy good honest adult and  which I am happy for that . I am a mom now and I go by the same idea  .I am proud of my kid’s no matter what I only ask for them to be respectful to others and honest to themselves and work hard.study hard and live their life to the fullest THEIR way . I get so upset what pressures the kids are under now and the technology that has taken away the play time I grew up with kids do not know what they have missed  .I know life changes but why does everything have to, we put so much pressure on our graduates .. The kids now just have to much handed to them and I try not to fall into that pattern but it’s hard I see kids that have everything handed to them and their selfish and want more but then I see stressed out kid’s depressed kids kid’s heading down a bad path ..  Not all of them but for the most part a large amount of them. I hope at least my kid’s know me not pushing them to the point of exhaustion does not mean I do not  care ….but that I  do care and I want them to be happy rounded adults.