Tuesday, March 24, 2015

I know for sure...


I am not afraid to cry in front of others.

This winter weather has gone on much too long.

That my parents had a knack for loving all of us.  They gifted each of us the feeling that we were the favorite of the family.  I know for sure...I don't know how they did it.

That some of my favorite memories with my dad took place at Fenway Park in Boston.

My brother is a trivia nut.

I become anxious in large crowds when I am alone.

Some kids don't deserve the life they were handed.

Sometimes life is unfair.

Sometimes I laugh out-loud at myself because I am my mother's daughter.

Living life in the state of gratitude makes things better; like when my mother kissed my bandaged knee it made the hurt go away. (At least a little bit.)




2 comments:

Jackie said...

I like this. It makes you stop and think of what you really know for sure. I liked that you laugh out loud at yourself because you are your mother's daughter. Fun and interesting read. Jackie http://familytrove.blogspot.com/

LInda Baie said...

I read this with your comment in mind that it was hard to do, so I kept thinking what I would say, too. I do love your bits about family. We do know that, don't we, at least most of the time.