27 April 2013

Rekindling Old Flames

Yesterday was a good day.

It was a day that started with heartache, tears, grieving, pain and remorse; but ended with with smiles, laughs, good conversations, and renewing of old friendships.


It is crazy how some of the most unfortunate events can be the ones that ignite new fires and rekindle old ones.

Yesterday we attended the funeral of a dear friend of ours. His untimely and unfortunate passing was hard on all who knew and loved him, and my heart ached for his family. However, this unexpected event did bring together loved ones, friends and family from all over; and with this reconnection came the rekindling of friendships that have been lost to the busy beat of life.



Once the early years are done and life changes from partying and social meetups to the balancing act of  work, kids, higher education, marriage, home owning and life in general: it is easy to lose the closeness that once was with the people that once were. However, I think it is important to maintain some of these friendships. These people played a role in making us what we are today and as we all progress in the the next stages of life, it is nice to have someone who has been a part of our early journey still by your side. Good friends are hard to find so it is important to keep the ones you have.




So after the ceremony we met up with our old companions and honored the life of our recently departed friend . We reminisced on good times, took a shot of Jameson in honor of him, we hugged, we smiled, we laughed, we ate, we conversed, we reconnected, we celebrated.





















And then we decided to never let the years go by without contact again. So a rotation of monthly meetups at each other's houses is what we decided (at minimum). We all live too close for funerals and weddings to be the only times we see each other.



Rest in sweet and wonderful peace our dearest Mel!

Moving backwards in time...

Last weekend we made yet another trip to Whirligig, and yet again what a fantastic time we had. This time our favorite uncle and cousin accompanied us which always adds to the fun. Kaydence, my petite and super shy, sweet girl is always so timid in public places. She resorts to sign language and whispers when communicating and keeps a fair distance from all people (including children her age). However, when she is with Julibear she is much more confident. She tackled and conquered all of the big kid bouncy houses this time around and did it with confidence, as long as Julibear was within eye shot. I love the connection between these two:-)


















We also took my very first trip on the monorail. I have lived in Western Washington for almost 5 years now and there is still so much that I have yet to experience. The ride was short (2 minutes each way) but is was so much fun. We glided above the traffic, peaking into the 3rd floors of Seattle buildings and cruising over the city with ease. Kameron was glued to the window, taking in all he could of this new experience. I love watching him grow awareness and understanding of his world. As his eyes dart rapidly back and forth, it is almost like I can see the inter-workings of his brain as he pieces his little life experiences together.


These types of things are the things I love to do over and over again because as they grow and their reality changes so do these experiences. Next year, this monorail ride will be a new and completely different experience for both them, which makes it just as new for me.


I am really starting to love this crazy, chaotic and completely not put together life of mine. Both Kev and I are far from where we want to be, but everyday we make new strides towards the life we want. I am beginning to realize this crazy ride of life is part of the journey, and that each tough spot is just another loop in our roller coaster. And each day I secretly anticipate the next drop that will once again prove my level of endurance, determination and willingness to overcome. The people that accompany me and the rush alone are enough to keep riding.

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