It is always fun to visit your kids in THEIR homes! Its great to have them ask you to take off your shoes. Its really hard not to say something like “really? I have to take my muddy wet shoes off, hum!” It is fun to see what traits you’ve given them and what they’ve grown to care about.
The best part of the weekend was our Friday Night pizza party! Yes, two grown women sitting in bed crushing a pizza and bread sticks – and I mean CRUSHING in a city that never sleeps! It was the best!
Actually, the best part of the weekend was just hanging out with my girl. We didn’t do anything but we did everything! We made memories that can never be taken away!
We visited the 911 Memorial together, she was 10 – I was 34 on September 11, 2001. Two perspectives on the day that changed our world forever. The moving stories, memorabilia, personal memories of where we were and what we felt that day. It brought me back to a time in my life that is personal, painful, and changed our country forever. It also made me appreciate just where I was and what I was doing. On my train ride in I sat with a person who was on the 67th floor of the 2nd tower. The fact that he is alive is a miracle in itself. It made me sad to hear his story. He tossed his marriage out the window and has made choices that have hurt him. He saw the aftermath of 911 as “you only live once, have fun” but now realizes fun comes with those you love!
Relationships are unique. Going to the city you would think we would want to pack the weekend with all kinds of activity while all we really wanted to do was visit, walk, talk, drink coffee! So, we did.
Leaving today was hard for both of us. We won’t get that time back. We cried and hugged and promised another trip soon. A longer trip. Probably doing the same things, only more of it!
While waiting at Penn Station for my train today feeling sad and alone, I noticed more than usual police and military presence. I couldn’t help but think, “if today were my last day on earth would I have regrets”. Will this be the last time I say goodbye to my daughter? Will I see my other children? Will I see my husband at the other end of this trip?
I felt myself mourn the loss of a marriage and a family but celebrated the family I have now. Remembering the choices I’ve made to get here. Thanking God for his willingness to come into my life and turn the messes I make into good if I let Him. Enjoying the smells, sights, sounds, touch of life. Watching the hustle and bustle of Penn Station on a Monday morning I thought about the hundreds of stories standing around me. Watching expressions, how people treat each other, seeing laughter, tears, people embracing people.,,,,,,,,
Love the one your with. Love the God who created you. Don’t regret…….be kind to others.