Good Morning All,
Feeling a bit down this morning as winter is setting in and I am soon to be a year older. Then I came here and read all your posts and it dawned on me that I can come and visit each of you and what an awesome trip that would be even if it is only in my imagination.
My trip to visit my son - I booked myself a first class ticket and went in style even thow I was wearing jeans and a sweat shirt I fit right in the the business guys. Only thing different was I skipped the potent drinks. Flight was 40 minutes early into Portland so I had to wait a few minutes for my granddaughter to pick me up but I saw her coming accross the street and I started to tear up as she is so beautiful and her little girls ( 5 and 3) ran to me to give me hugs and called me Grandma. This was the first time I ever had the opportunity to meet them. What a warm and fuzzy feeling to see how your family grows.
My son was at work so we went to his new home and I loved the house, all on one level and hard wood floors, 4 bedrooms and a beautiful location. He lives in Vancouver, Washington. When he did get home I hugged him and burst into tears...............what a blubber bonnet I am. He looked so good and despite the troubles he has been through lately he still has his sense of humor. We spent much time together. We did the malls, the Harley Dealers, Cheese Cake Factory and drove nearly to Seattle to a casino. He took me to a steak house for prime rib and we just had a loving time.
On Saturday morning we went to see my 5 year old greatgranddaughter play soccer. She was goalie for awhile and she was doing quite a dance routine at that end of the field.
Sunday my son, his significant other, and my granddaughter went to the antique mall .............would you believe I recognized way to many of the items ? After lunch at a Mexican Restaurant ( I had a small salad) we went looking for a good old fashion neighborhood tavern. (My Dad owned a tavern for years so my children always got to stop in and get a candy bar when we went to visit)
We found one that offered free pool on Sundays and it had a juke box so we ended up having a good ole time. Nobody bothered us and I just kept feeding the juke box money and felt no stress. Just had fun !
By the way I learned that you don't feed quarters to a juke box anymore, it eats dollars.
When it was time to go back to the airport I hugged my son, shed a few tears and had him drop me off on the ticketing level as I knew I would not be able to say good by if he came into the airport with me.
Right now I miss him so much and wonder when I will see him again.
It was a wonderful vacation.
Thank you to each of you for all your love, support and encouragement. My best advice to any of you who are feeling low is stay connected with friends and family. Don't shut yourself away from the world.
Love and hugs,
Kitt