Birthdays can have their way with you if you let them.
(And not in a good way).
They tend to be viewed by much of Western society as simply markers on the passage of time to a place we’re all headed to known as Older.
And Western society does not like Older.
It’s true, time does speed up the older one gets and with The Big Day (i.e. Moving Day) a mere 15 days away now, I am all the more aware of the passing of time than ever before. Continue reading
Today is my parent’s 43rd wedding anniversary.
They are the most wonderful peas-in-a-pod, and yes, I know, I’m biased.
Forty-three years ago today they were getting married. Mom, walking down the aisle to meet my dad, in a gown she made all by herself. My dad calling her his “Julietta”. And just like it is in Rhode Island this time of year, it was hot. It was sweaty. It was perfect.
They’ve had forty-three years of memories made together, my mom and dad. Forty-three years filled with making wonderful memories for my brother, Niko, and I. Forty-three years of good times and bad, and yet just as much — if not more — silliness, laughter, and love. Continue reading
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