My MOM is 85! My DAD lived to be 90! I feel I could drink, smoke, cuss, and pick fights at poker games and still probably live waayyyy longer than most folks; thanks to my heritage. This past weekend my sister, brother, and I took the mom to the lake and had an absolute BLAST! My kids tube’d and knee boarded and laughed (and argued…hey, typical teenagers do that). It was as if every minute was a movie. We seemed to know that these moments were very special and that we would look back on them with wonderful nostalgia. You never know when you will spend that “last” Christmas, “last” Mother’s Day, or “last” DAY with your beloved ones.If you can remember to treat special times as if they might very well be the last…your experience will jump to “amplify”. Memories are all we truly take with us when we leave this earthly plane. I am so thankful for the memories that were made this past weekend.
I Love You Mom!