Step 1: As a comment on my blog, leave a memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew/know me a little or a lot, anything you remember!
Step 2: Re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory for you. It's actually pretty fun to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one for you. If you don't want to play on your blog, or if you don't have a blog, I'll leave my memory of you in my comments!
4 comments:
I have collected quite few good memories of you over the nearly five years I have been married to your oldest son...
I remember the early days of my marriage when we'd come to visit on Sunday. We would eat dinner all together and then gravitate to the living room for chit chat. I liked getting to know everyone this way. But I always noticed something... Which ever piece of furniture you chose to sit on, that would be where all your offspring would be too. Atleast all of the girls... They would all pile on or around you while we talked and laughed. Even Andy would be on your side of the room. David was nice enough to keep me company on my side of the room. This still happens by the way. It's a sign of an outstanding mom- your kids just have to be where you are at all times. You have a great family :D
I don't have a blog anymore, but you and me sitting on my couch and you teaching me to knit. (Trying to teach me.) You and I going to see a movie and both of us crying. You and me going to the grocery store for cilantro and come out with 5 boxes of Girl Scout cookies. I'm hoping to build many more memories.
I would definitely have to say all of our ditcher dates, but there are so many others to choose from! I love hanging out with my mommy!!!
I remember one thing that happened almost a year ago that I don't think I'll ever forget. It was after I started taking my pills and I was sooooo sick. I hated practicing, class, walking, and especially eating. One time, when you were getting ready to go home from work (I had to stay because of my photography class), I turned to you and said, "Mom, I just want to go home." You just looked at me and said, "I know." I don't know why, but when you said that, it was like it was ok that I was feeling like crap. Like I had a reason to want to curl up in a ball and not want to talk to anyone. That whole time, I felt like I was just being a baby, like other people could do so much better with my situation. But when you said that, I almost started crying. And it wasn't like you were being sarcastic, you had a sincere look on your face. It really meant a lot to me to have someone on my side. Thank you!
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