Eating our way through Italy We found this devine spot on our wanderings in Tuscany La Chiusa. Montefollonico, Tuscany |
Dinner at Mirrabella im ROME |
Montepulciano |
Families together at the Lake |
NOSTALGIA
Many thoughts and memories float through my mind and carry me into reveries. I seem to be conjuring up old memories I haven't thought of in years - decades! Holidays, traditions, the circle of a year, they knit it all together in a neat package. July fourth meant so many thing s over the years. Cornells, Country club fireworks, fireworks with the PHILLIPS on our trips back east during early Dallas days- Gracie petrified of the noises when we were back in Connecticut. So many stories tied to one holiday. So many different people I was with during each of these adventurers - friendships I was sure would continue and memories that would be shared forever. Let me not forget the "All broad Kazoo Band" in Steamboat (marching)!
Now I am celebrating the fourth with my new family and my old in Raquette lake - carrying on a tradition of both families that happily converge on this spot. Creating new memories and enjoying the moments making the memories. Whose memories they will be, and how they are processed over time, no one can tell.
I am a bit envious of those who have stayed in the same place for many years., raised their families together and have grand children together - Have the close ties of celebrations and sadnesses over may years that bind them close.
I do have sadness for all those that have been enjoyed and I am the only one with the memory - or feel that I am. So many wonderful people missing from my life on the continuing circle of time. For some strange feeling, in the midst of these two families I am feeling “lonely”. I am missing the joy and silliness we carried on with in these different environs - thankful for the incredible blessing I have found in my NEW family and my Anderson family.
Girl trips are another thing I miss. It was a luxury that I certainly enjoyed. A respit from family and obligations that i could come back from recharged. One year when we were in Dallas and I was at a spa in Mexico, David asked me why I liked it so, I said because I met talented women from all walks of life that I never knew were possibilities, David then said "Does that mean you are not coming back?" After I got over the shock of the asked that - I said and meant it.. "I am coming back... BY CHOICE!
OLD FRIENDS
If you are reading this and having similar nostalgic moments that you want to share or I might remember, drop me a line here or janbabsonanderson@gmail.com.
And then there is WILLIAM |
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