For New Year’s Eve my family came over and enjoyed homemade
pizza, Caesar salad and for dessert, chocolate Texas sheet cake. I couldn't think of a more delicious way to
honor my brother Rodney who was visiting from Texas with his two older children. After dinner, we watched home videos from
when my siblings and I were young.
It
was beautiful to watch my then young parents on the screen; how they played and
worked with us little ones. My dad was
so active with us; sliding down zip-lines, jumping into the pool off the roof,
hiking, riding bikes, etc. My mom was 24
when I was born. What a beauty she was
and still is! I am a much older mother,
not having my first child until I was 27, but still, I can’t believe I’m in the
phase of life she was in all those years ago.
We all reminisced, remembering the good days, talking about
old neighbors, the dogs and cats we loved as pets, the time we did this and
that and I felt so blessed to have the relationships with my family that I so
cherish.
The next day, the counselor and I invited his side of the
family over for dinner. I made my
in-laws spinach lasagna, salad and homemade brownies a la mode. My sister-in-law Amber brought over her new
little daughter. I love his family like me own and cherish my time with them. Well, imagine my
surprise when after dinner the counselor put on that old home video from when I
was a child, proud as punch to share it with his family. He had heard all the stories the night before
and re-shared each one in detail. You
know how boring it is watching other people’s home videos, but the counselor couldn't be more entertained. His
parents and sister were good sports too.
“There’s Laura swimming when she was two years-old,” he
would say or “This is Laura’s 7th birthday party. Watch this part, its funny.” I couldn't believe how into it he was.
And that’s another reason why I love my man. He continues to surprise me with love and affection
and interest in all the little details about what makes me who I am.
Awww...you are so blessed. Thanks for sharing.
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