
You Gotta Be Smarter Than the Stairs
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Wow, for the first time in almost two years I have allowed this journal to go longer than 2 weeks without being updated. As you may or may not have noticed, I am not the best blogger these days. It's funny, at a time in my life that I feel I should have so much to say, I find myself at a loss for words. I sign on and consider what I might write about and the words just fail me. The last few weeks have been busy and wonderful and stressful and tiring and joyful and heartbreaking all at the same time. We got to spend a few days visiting with my husband's side of the family. The setting at Lac de Roche was breathtakingly simple. The lake, sunshine, and a sound that I never really thought meant much to me. Kids. Although I have always enjoyed being around kids and love my nieces and nephews as much as I possibly could, I don't think I have ever really noticed the sounds of their lives. Laughter, sheer joy at finding a minnow or meeting a cute guy (lmao) tears. Although everything is the same as it always was, somehow it's all different now. My brother and his wife and my other nephew were here from California for a couple weeks. I watched the cousins splash in the pool, delight at balloons popping (which by the way, it appears I am afraid of the sound of balloons popping!) fight with one another over who had the right to play with that particular ball in that particular second of that particular day and I wondered where have I been all this time? I've seen scenes like this over and over but I have never really SEEN them. The worst part of the whole few weeks was when it was time to say goodbye. We always consider ourselves so lucky that we have family so close. My parents are just down the road, B's parents are less than an hour away. And one brother and his wife and my nephew are mere minutes. But when we have the opportunity to spend those rare days with our other family, somehow it makes the times when they are not here so much harder. The absence of them is a physical presence, a heaviness. I couldn't help but cry when we left the lake after saying goodbye to Bear and all the rest of my husband's family. I cried for hours the day my brother left to go back to California. I don't think they realize just how much it means to me to have those moments. I don't know if this post makes any sense at all...maybe I still don't have the words.
Sorry, I haven't been around lately. I miss you all.
Aw, you are just the sweetest, and yes...it makes perfect sense. Altho, I have been lucky having most of my family visit every month, even tho me and motz are the only ones here...i see the others more than her..LOL
Awwww
I'm so glad you've been able to have some wonderful times with family this summer! wish I could say the same about visits with my family
Don't get me wrong, I love them all to pieces, but some are just easier to deal with from a distance
I'll have to write about that story!
A big wet one from me to you
ON the cheek of course...LOL!
& a
for good luck!
Thank you C!!!!! I saw this after I posted my new entry but didn't want you to think I missed it.
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