Well hey there, readers...all two or three of you who even bother to stop by here anymore! How was your summer?
Are you surprised to see me here? I know I am. This is by far the longest I've been away from this blog since I opened up shop in 2011. I believe it's been almost three months since I last posted anything. Yikes, that beats my last AWOL stretch by about two months or so.
I've seriously been considering just closing my doors for good (but enough with the shop references already--sheesh! Can you tell that I'm about as rusty as they come?!). Just living life keeps me so busy these days that writing about it seems like a waste of time.
But then I stumble upon an old post in my archives, and I remember why I started this thing in the first place. So many of my most precious memories--of my marriage, my motherhood, and now my grandmotherhood (if that's a word? Spell check has underlined it in red for me, so perhaps not!)--are stored here on this site. Like this oldie-but-goodie, for instance, about when my oldest son (now 40) was a new driver and started giving his younger brothers rides to school. I read that sweet post again a few weeks ago, when my sister-in-law was talking about how her 16-year-old son was going to get his driver's license soon. It brought back so many poignant memories! And that post led me to this other post as well, one that tells about a treasured moment in time from my youngest son's wedding that I am so grateful to have captured.
(If you took the time to click those links and read the old posts, welcome back!)
Anyway, I'm happy for all the years I've spent adding to my online family scrapbook. I am. So maybe I should keep at it. Maybe I'd miss it if I gave it up. We shall see!
Today, I'm just feeling overwhelmed by how much has happened in the last three months that would be fun to blog about. I don't know what to write about first. So I guess I'll just go ahead and jump in and see how it goes.
We just got back to VA a week ago, after spending most of July and August in upstate NY, staying at my husband's old childhood home by the lake while managing our Oyster Haven rental house just down the road. Life was good up there, visiting with my 88-year-old mom and other relatives from both of our families and spending as much time as possible out on our pontoon boat. But it's just so good to be home!
I don't know where to start, so I guess I'll just post a few pictures from our Pearl family vacation week at Oyster Haven in July (we had a professional photo shoot! More about that later!); and then a few pictures from this past Sunday, when we had two of our boys and their families over to our house ("where we belong," as one of our precocious little granddaughters here in VA has told us) for a post-Mass brunch.
How it was going in July (up at Oyster Haven):
Well, I am so glad you are posting! I love coming here and reading because it gives me perspective and encourages me as a mom of four. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteHi Dixie! Thanks for stopping by, you are so sweet. I do think I'm going to keep at it for a bit, if only because at my age (66! That's a number that's hard to accept sometimes!) I may start to get forgetful. And when I do, I can read the story of my life on here. ;)
DeleteThanks, Patrice! Hope you had a good one, too. :)
ReplyDeleteYay! More Pearl adventures! Glad you decided to keep going - for now
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DeleteYay! I will always be one of your faithful readers! Keep at it 😊💖
ReplyDeleteI love the pictures of you and Tim with your grandkids a blur around you. What a great picture memory of your lives!
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