It may look like a cluttery mess, and will never been seen in a magazine, but my fridge door is full of memories that are important to me.
I pulled the postcard out to the side because it`s from Minehead in England. Last year we were able to make my dream come true and send my parents to England for their 50th Anniversary. My Mum hadn`t been back for 45 years and my Dad had never been. Miraculously,we got them down to Devon where my Mum lived as a teenager and up to Yorkshire where my Dad`s Dad and family were from. With much help and direction from my Dad`s second cousin and wife who they partly stayed with in Linconshire and visit here ever other year to the family reunion. A newspaper clipping above of them and below when they first met is a little picture.
My beautiful daughter is now 24 recently graduated from Unniversity and living and working in Toronto in a publishing house. She still comes home and we talk on the phone once a week and e-mail. Wish she wasn`t so far away though. But she`s always been a city girl and her career takes her there.
My handsome son, flown the nest now too, is 21 and lives near by. He`s in the constructon trade and working towards his millright. We talk on the phone and I get to see him more often. He also plays baseball for the home team here.
It`s so hard to believe they have grown up so quickly, but I`m so proud of them. Through the thicks and the thins of life, they are a blessing.
In winter on the dock with our beloved sweet Ben. He was always with them and we will never forget him.