Monday, February 15, 2010
Suck That Marrow!
Winslow, around 1953/1954: Dad was back from Korea...he and Mom settled down in a tiny place in New Haven, Connecticut. I bet Mom dished these fish for dinner in a most delicious way. As I posted earlier, my mother did everything well. So my Dad STILL does at 78 years of age! His life is out of a storybook - he travels extensively, hunts and fishes all over, reads voraciously, and charms most everyone he meets.
(NOTE: the "layering" of silver & dishes...so me!)
I have a (new) friend whose mantra I've adopted: "...suck the marrow from life!" After flipping through a tattered photo album this morning, it's obvious my parents did just that. As often as I said I didn't have much in common with Mom; I'm slowly changing my mind. We're the same kind of different and it warms the cockles of my heart to realize this. She's been gone a long time and on this day, I especially miss her.
So, I'm going to move on in this new decade and tackle it with gusto! Just like my parents did. It's pretty easy to do when married to My Guy, surrounded with the "durls" (aka girlfriends) in my life and two wacky Standard Poodles that melt my heart!