In August, I went to visit Mom. My Mom, My Aunt and Uncle and myself looked at old photos of my Family. Pictures of my Dad, My Mom, Grandparents, Cousins and of course those B&W photos of God knows who? We all laughed, cried and drank some wine together. Reminiscing, the good old days.
Most of all it gave me a sense of being, belonging and pride. My Family had so many obstacles to face while living abroad. For some strange reason, my trip to see Mom this year gave me more understanding about Families and why things happen within them. Sad but true, Families aren't always perfect. We try and in our hearts tell everyone they are. I think this is what makes families a whole. Brings them together even on some days when they are totally apart. Busy, tired, weak, angry, frustrated, sad, happy and frightened.
So, many emotions comes to mind. But, happiness comes from those good memories. Never straying for a single moment.
So, home I went. My luggage full. My Mom worried about my luggage being over weight. My Grandmother's earrings, crochet hooks and yarn in hand. Photos of a lifetime and blessings to those back home.
Now, home I be. That was in August. I still haven't unpacked my luggage. Hubby says, " Liz you need to unpack" I say yes, I do. But, part of me I guess is saving those memories. I hope I can do so real soon.
This morning the photos appeared again. Breathe, cough, cry, cough, sob, cough. I miss you Mom!
Memories flash once again before me.
Now, I ask self what am I going to do with all those photos?
Answer : Save them for another sick day like today.
Yes, that's me in the red cowgirl outfit. Ha, Ha!
Have a great weekend,
