Am I the only person who is getting more soft, sensitive, nostalgic, and crybabyish the older I get? I get teary when my kids say something sweet to me. For example – last Friday when I was up puking early in the morning, my son came in to ask if I was OK. And then when I did it again, he came in and just hugged me. This is at 5 o’clock in the morning. And then when he got home from school he told me that he had “prayed to God to help mom stop puking…and she did!” Awww…how sweet is he? Got me all teary.
And then it’ll be 5 years this weekend since my dad died. I find myself thinking a lot more about him, and letting a lot of grudges and bad feelings go and focusing on the good and happy memories. Which isn’t easy, but it is a healthy and good thing to do, I know.
My parents weren’t married for long. They separated not long after I was born. And then they got back together and split up after my brother was born. So when I was 6. I have maybe 1 distinct memory of my parents being together and the rest are mostly of my mom, and then then just the few that I have of seeing my dad since we lived in California and he lived in Mississippi. But my mom has this big, circa 1950 suitcase that is full of photo albums of them from when they dated and when they got married. I do love looking at it. Thinking about their love story. He was in Vietnam and she was his penpal. They were so young. But I look at these pictures and think about how they felt for each other, and the love that was there, and it makes me happy and sad at the same time.
Yikes. What a novel, eh? So anyway! I am not a scrapbooker. But I did want to do something with this picture of my parents on their wedding day. So I guess this is a mini layout. I’m not sure what I am going to do with it. I have a laminating machine that I bought from Amazon like 3 years ago and have never used it. Maybe I’ll laminate this and…? I don’t know. Ideas totally welcome. Thanks for stopping by today.