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Dear Daddy, Happy Father’s Day

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Dear Daddy,
Today is Father’s Day and how I yearn to hear your voice, to smell your pipe tobacco, to sit on the porch and talk with you, reminisce and laugh. Oh, how proud you would be of your grandchildren, reveling in their accomplishments; James in the Navy and what a fine young man he has become; Meghan, TJ and Topher with their music and how they love to share their talent with the world; Frankie with his endless stories and contagious laughter.
You taught me so much about the deep value of family and tradition, appreciation of nature, Mother Earth and gardening, and most of all, you taught me about love. And I am doing my best, daddy, to pass those same things along to my children. I feel your guiding hand on my shoulder as I navigate this journey called parenthood with its ups and down, its twists and turns, its challenges and triumphs and I am eternally grateful for the foundation your love laid for me in my life.
I miss you, daddy, every single day but I know your spirit is beside me and lives on through me and through your grandchildren. Today I am sending extra hugs to you in heaven. One day we shall meet again and push off from the banks of a beautiful lake in an old fishing boat and spend a day fishing together in the sun. I’ll even let you catch more fish than me this time! And if you could bring your pipe and read some Uncle Remus stories to me while we fish, that would be simply divine!
I love you forever and always, daddy.
Your little Pawtucket

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In the Blink of an Eye

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As I sit here on the front porch on my rocking chair this morning with the early summer breeze rustling the trees, I ache for my children’s childhoods, for the years and days gone by so quickly.  My body, my heart yearns for one of them to jump up on my lap and cuddle, to carry one of them on my hip with their arms wrapped around my neck.  How did those days pass so swiftly?  They seem so long ago.  In the blink of an eye they became sweet, tender memories.

            We live each day so caught up with just daily living and all the things that need/have to be done that we tend to just gloss over those moments, the moments that form the precious memories in our hearts, the pictures in our minds that we will carry with us into our golden years and will reflect back upon on silent days, alone, in the quiet.

            The reality is the laughter, the bickering, the constant motion, the games, the meals, frisbees being tossed around in the yard, the tornado stricken house in disarray, the celebrations, the tears, but all of those things mean that they are here, with us.  They fill our lives with madness but also with joy, with the frustrations but also with smiles.  They are here.  But someday, much too soon, they won’t be.  They will move on with their own journeys, forging their ways in this world.  They will call.  They will come to visit.  But they will not be here forever.  What will I do when my hearts aren’t here?  One has already left home and I still ache for his daily, wonderful, strong hugs, his smile, each and every day.  I understand the circle of life and appreciate its reality but it is also a painful circle.  On days like today, I am not a fan of that reality.  The sand in the hourglass is in too much of a hurry for my liking. 

me and the kids

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Proud Momma

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Last night was the end of year band banquet and awards at our triplets high school.  We got the official word that TJ will be one of the three drum majors for the marching band this fall and Meghan will be the flute section leader and Topher will be the tuba section leader!!!  So excited for them and super proud!  I guess that means Friday nights this fall will find us in the stands at the games for the half time shows.  Whoohooo!  That’s what football is for anyway, right?  The half time shows performed by the marching bands.  Lol. 

It Takes a Village

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Something has gotten lost in the translation in our society over the years. There was a time when families, extended families, lived within close proximity of one another. Parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles all lived nearby. We knew our neighbors. We all helped each other out whether it be with raising the children, fixing the plumbing, raising the barn, sharing vegetables from our gardens, breaking bread together on a Sunday evening or just sitting on our neighbor’s front stoop chatting as the sun set. We talked and visited, we cried together, we offered support, we laughed, we shared.
Today everyone is spread out far and wide. We only come together for major occasions, if we’re lucky. If we are fortunate enough to live at least relatively close by, we are too wrapped up and consumed by our jobs and other commitments to activities that we don’t or won’t make time for each other. Maybe next week or over the summer or at the next holiday, then we will make time. Our families and our loved ones are our hearts yet we fail to recognize that or them and we give them our “leftovers”, only the time that is left over in our overly busy, constantly churning schedules. Maybe if we made spending time with our family and friends a priority we could recharge the love in our hearts, recharge our very essence because being with those whom we love and care about, with those who love and care about us would fill us with the energy of love and support that we need and crave to help pull us through the endless days of constantly going and running and working. 
We all know the saying, It takes a village” and I believe there is a great deal of truth in that. That saying usually is in reference to raising children, and that is spot on, but I think it can be expanded to all of us. We all need that village, that inner, close circle of folks who offer support and a helping hand and love and a listening ear. And that village needs to be through personal, face to face interaction, not through social media and electronics. We need and crave actual human interaction and touch, a hug, a pat on the back, a smile (not a smiley face emoji). Our villages are an integral part of who we are, an embodiment of our human nature, the very core of our families. Let’s make a concerted effort to recreate our villages, make that time a priority and strengthen our souls once again. 
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Our Own Journeys

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All of us have our own journey. Sometimes the direction of that journey changes as we reassess and reevaluate who we are, where we want to go, what we want to achieve, what is important to us. We all do it. Every once in a while or even sometimes on a more regular basis. It’s called life. We all live it, to the best of our ability.
Our true friends, our real friends, are the ones who accept our journey as our own, who love us and support us as we follow our hearts, who can accept our change of direction sometimes and still give us a hug and their love. Because they understand that they, too, are on their own journey, that they have their own questions and challenges and that we will be there for them as they journey on their individual path of discovery and life.

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