Today is a quiet afternoon in Paterson. I first went to visit my mother’s gravesite in Clifton. I’m glad that I got to spend more time to visit her, especially since my time was so limited last weekend. It was so nice to see the lilacs I picked up for her blooming.
Andy and I are currently in our family’s house. They’re out running errands, so we’re sitting in the living room watching the Mets game. So many memories come to mind as I sit in the living room. I grew up in this house, spent many hours in this living room reading and watching tv. Now I visit, but I never tire of coming here. As long as my family still lives here, I will come back.
I really like Blueberry flavored coffee! Andy and I visited 7-11 yesterday morning before I went to work to have some. He’s has Blueberry coffee in the past and really enjoyed it. I still love going to Wawa for coffee, but the Blueberry coffee 7-11 has tastes really good.
Tomorrow I can’t forget to give my niece her Easter basket. She’s going to have her Easter Bunny gift a day early. I don’t think she’ll mind though. I still remember when I visited her when she was a baby, and all she wanted to do was play with the grass in the basket. Never mind the gift I got for her in the basket. It was truly adorable.
I’m happy that I’ve kept up with this blog as long as I have. I still aim to post twice a day. Perhaps that’s a goal for me as April comes near. We’ll see.
In a couple days I’m visiting my family in Paterson. It will be wonderful to see them again. Usually Easter weekend is a little complicated with regards to length of time in seeing family. I spend a good amount of time with my family for Thanksgiving and Christmas, yet Easter is the only time I haven’t visited as much. My grandparents never seemed to mind, yet it’s changed in recent years. So I make it a point to visit on Holy Saturday, since Andy’s family always hold traditions on Easter Sunday which they need his assistance in carrying out.
Tomorrow is going to be very active in Andy’s house, since his niece and nephew will be over to paint Easter eggs with his sister. I still have work, so I’ll be around the flurry of activity by the time I get home. Easter with his family is very active, but it’s nice to have a close gathering such as this one during major holidays. It’s great to see family come together and share for a short time.
Sleep really helps after stressful days. I’m especially thankful that last night I found time to read my Book of the Month selection, ‘Not That I Could Tell’. I’m about halfway through, and I like the tension that’s gradually building with some of the characters. I hope to finish the story within the week. Hopefully before the next selection comes out lol. I take my novel to work with the hopes of reading a little bit during my breaks. So far that hasn’t happened.
Although I signed up for a book subscription service, I also have many books TBR (To Be Read) in my Kindle. I enjoy holding physical books, yet once in a while I appreciate having a device that holds many stories that I can carry around. I get to pick and choose the story wherever I go, and it weighs practically nothing!
I am so amazed by the movement the current young generation has inspired in our country. The Parkland school shooting has displayed a phenomenal action of young adults taking a stand against the poison that needs to be removed from our country, and that’s the misuse of firearms. Yes, we have the right to bear arms in the U.S., yet the 2nd amendment is being exploited by those claiming to carry weapons for the sake of protection, only to use it against our most vulnerable citizens-children. So many protests across the country is a clear message to everyone that it’s time to stop ignoring the safety of our students. Children and their families should not have to go to school fearing that they may never come home. Firearms should be owned and used properly by citizens. The fact that the safe use of weapons is getting twisted into a cycle of fighting and debate is what’s going to lead to indifference, which will lead to the next mass school shooting. The push for change is always in motion.
Yesterday was such a fun day trip to Wildwood. It was supposed to take place on Saturday, but the birthday gathering for Andy’s niece took place on that day, so we saved it for Sunday. We spent the afternoon down in Wildwood and Cape May. The pizzeria that Andy loves to frequent (Macks) opened for the season this past weekend, so it’s like a tradition for him to go around then. Since we began our relationship, I began heading down to Wildwood with him around this time. I always enjoy my time with Andy whenever we go, and yesterday was another fun excursion.
After we had lunch at Macks, we walked around on the Wildwood boardwalk. It was so exciting to view the rides we would go on in a couple months’ time, and the shops that we will check out when they open. We took some pictures of the rides and the ocean, then we drove down to Cape May. Once we were there, we made a stop to Sunset Beach. This was the place where Andy proposed to me, so it will always hold a special place in our hearts. Sadly the time passed too quickly, and we needed to head back to Hunterdon County after a few hours. I was so happy that we got to spend time in South Jersey yesterday, and I can’t for us to visit again in the summer.
Today I’m heading down to Wildwood with Andy for the afternoon. Mack’s Pizza opens for the season this weekend, and Andy loves making it down there for the opening every year. Since Wildwood holds special meaning for me since we began our relationship, I enjoy every moment with him during our South Jersey trips.
In recent months, I do my best to enjoy every moment in life. This life we live in is short, so I’m trying to make the most of it. I recently made contact with a very good friend from years past, and both of us want to continue getting together. As long as our work schedules don’t complicate things…something that I handle daily!
Today was a day spent with family. Andy and I went to a birthday lunch for his niece this afternoon. She turned 4 years old this week, and already she can’t wait to turn five! Since she begins school next year, it will truly be a milestone event for her and her parents!
After the lunch we went to Clifton, where I visited my mother’s resting place. I make every effort to visit her every month, and since her memorial anniversary was on Thursday, it was meaningful for me to be at her gravesite at this particular time. It was a sacred moment to honor her and reflect on the times we shared together.
Some things I’m thinking about as I’m getting ready today:
I may not be able to go to Montclair this evening. I was hoping to attend the talent show hosted by the school I used to work for while living in Essex County, but the timing between getting out of work + commuting from Hunterdon Co. might make things complicated.
I’m looking forward to celebrating Andy’s niece’s birthday this weekend. She will be four this week. She’s grown so much. I remember the day she was born!
I’m also looking forward to visiting my mother’s resting place on Saturday. It will be after the celebration with Andy’s family. I make it a point in visiting my mom’s resting place once every month.
It looks like I’ll be seeing both families (Andy’s and mine) on Easter weekend. Seeing both families on holidays can get a bit complicated, but so far we’ve been able to work it out with minimal stress.
It’s hard to believe it’s been 9 years since my mother passed away. I went through the motions of today: going to work, tending to my left wrist while managing toddlers, doing what I needed to do for the classroom. Sometimes it’s better to just keep my mind occupied, to think about my mom until later, like right now.
My mother was always very reserved, yet I could always tell that she was always very genuine about her thoughts and feelings. When she spoke, her words truly came from her heart. Sometimes I would call my mom and there would be gaps of silence, but we were both involved in each other’s conversation. I know that may sound odd, since two people naturally feel the need to fill in gaps of silence with an endless stream of words. That wasn’t necessary with Mom. We each understood where the other person was coming from.
I know that Mom is always with me, that she’s never far from me. I wish I could speak to her on the phone one more time though, as I’m enduring this struggle with my wrist, and other life situations. Her presence was always memorable.