Day 1570: "I climbed back into myself and carried on".

Lauren's Birthday card, collage & ink

"I climbed back into myself and carried on"

I wish I had said this, but I didn't.

I follow, love & appreciate Carol Mulvenon's blog here,

and the above is from it. 

I am not trivializing the pain I see, feel & share 

from so many friends and even strangers.

It's tangible & needs to be acknowledged. 

A short story.

As a senior in college & newly married ...

I was blindsided by the "Cuban Missile Crisis",

from my view,  impending war & the end of the world.

Our landlady, a kindly, ancient-seeming soul saw me,

and sensed something amiss. 

I told her I had a final to take, 

but had decided there was no point even going.

She sat beside me & patted my knee,

and though I can't remember her exact words

she convinced me to take my final and live on.

I recognize similar feelings now.

 

Our big guy, GH#1 is home from AZ for the long weekend
& we will celebrate his birthday from a week ago.

GH#!'s tiny birthday card w/$, envelope 2x2"

13 of us got together for a celebration dinner at 

Moreno's Mexican Restaurant in Orange, CA.

We were celebrating Jordan's 19th & Lauren's 40th birthday.

Family nights are terrific!

Group hugs from Grandhunks ... priceless!

GH#3, me, GH#2 & GH#1

And, then some outtakes, like at the movies...

snapchat specials with WonderWoman

I told you, this whole family is crazy!

A smile for Saturday ...

(WonderWoman sent this to me ...)