Such a beautiful day today. I literally woke up to the birds singing outside. It’s wonderful to appreciate a day like this during the weekend. I wish I still lived in New York, so I could ride the downtown 1 train to Central Park. The trees would be in its blossoming stages, and a steady stream of people and music would fill the winding pathways. I would visit my poetry mentor, who lives at the east side of the park.
Since I currently live in central NJ, there’s less activity around here. The sweet birdsong is still prevalent though, probably much stronger due to less people milling about. While I sometimes miss the action and accessibility of Manhattan, living out in central NJ has its beauty and loveliness.
Easter Sunday holds a special meaning for me. When Andy and I started dating five years ago, I met his family on Easter Sunday. I first thought I was only meeting his parents, which that alone is a big step. It turned out that I was meeting Andy’s entire family that day: his parents and siblings. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but it turned out to be a lovely gathering. I enjoyed taking part in a tradition his family shared every year.
The past couple years I visit my family in Paterson for Easter on Saturday, and I share Easter with Andy’s family on Sunday. Special holidays such as this one needs to be spent with family. At times it feels like I’m expecting too much, yet the way I see things, it’s so difficult to find time to see my immediate family, so I try to soak up as much time possible when the holidays come around.
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.
In a couple days, Andy and I will have our lunch gathering in Northern NJ with my family, yet it seems like only one member in my immediate family will be there. Although I’m sad that my grandparents won’t be able to attend, I completely understand. My grandfather can no longer venture outdoors like he used to, and he shouldn’t force himself to. My grandmother wants to stay by his side, which is also understandable.
I’m still very hopeful for my family to make it. Aside from a major storm to happen, it’s still taking place on Saturday. Since Andy and I have been together for 5 years, and are now engaged, it’s time for both families to get together.
Today I’m beginning my journey to embrace my naturally wavy hair. Of course, it’s a rainy, foggy day in central NJ now, so it’s going to be fun to see how well it stays manageable! I guess it’s the best time to do it though. If I can keep my hair looking all right after today, I’ll be all right in the days afterward!
I’ve been wanting to go back to maintaining my wavy hair for quite some time, but I couldn’t find the products needed to make it happen. That changed on Friday, when I finally located the product I’ve been searching for. So I’ll see how the products hold up for the next couple days.
The image above is my hair from this morning. I’m trying out John Frieda’s Dream Curls foam and Secret Weapon cream.