Thursday, May 12, 2016
May at My Parents' House
This visit found my parents' gardens coming back to life, the start of a season my mom and dad yearn for all Cabin Fever-filled winter. Both planting, repainting, and repairing things in their yard. Dad out for his walks. Dad fishing, almost chortling later as he recounted the morning's successes. Mom getting ready for Sunday's visit with all her kids and grandbabies. Plant-shopping with Mom. A now-traditional slice of lemon meringue pie and an iced tea for me at a local restaurant, and a toasted gluten-free roll with jelly and a cup of hot tea for Mom. Laughing when I found her an imitation-pewter George Washington plate in the local Goodwill and not in Boston three weeks prior as I had hoped. Talking bee-keeping and the 1956 Chevy Bel Air (his pick) vs. the 1957 Ford Fairlane (my pick) with Dad. Oohing over handsome Hal Linden while watching "Barney Miller" with Mom. Laughing with my brothers and their kids this Sunday. We are blessed. 'Such a sweet weekend home, and I am now homesick for everyone as I always am post-visit.