My foster cousin keeps asking me for photos of my hubster’s garden – I finally had my camera at the house this past week and had the time to take pix for her. This is a case of a man with a PhD in Agriculture vs. a woman who is a Master Gardner. Let the veggie wars begin!
Some years ago, we were on a vacation and it was getting close to the kids’ Tio’s birthday. I let them loose in the store and told them to pick him out a gift. It was a DOOSIE!
But, he has it proudly sitting right in his front yard, proudly displayed for everyone who comes to his house. Our kids will be VERY excited to see that he enjoys this friend and thinks of them each and every darned day 😉
Moored in a marina in the Corpus Christi Bay is a reproduction of Christopher Columbus’ Nina. We toured it about 17 years ago, and it was quite interesting to see how sparse and … well, primitive it was. I cannot imagine sailing on such a vessel, halfway around the world. Give me a yacht or cruise ship anyday!
But, during our anniversary escape, I made my husband drive down by the bay. It’s nostalgic. I used to work in downtown Corpus Christi, and usually ate my sack lunch on one of the t-heads, while watching the tourists, ships coming in, seagulls fighting for snacks and sailboats quietly enjoying a jaunt on the water. As we drove around, we saw the Nina, and I took pictures to show our kids. To find out more about this great educational opportunity, please visit this link.
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Tia was our children’s Godmother/sponsor. She was a beautiful person, inside and out. If there was anyone that just exhuded love, it was Tia. She passed away from complications after surgery when our oldest daughter was 10 years-old….but, we still think about her a lot, still pray for her and still miss her in our lives. We miss her love the most.
Hubby and I went to visit Tio, Tia’s (widower) husband over the weekend. One of the things he’d done for Tia when they moved into their house was to plant her a rose garden right outside their big picture window in their living room – so, she didn’t have to go far to see her lovely flowers. Tio has moved the rose garden to a better spot (and reclaimed his front yard), but I couldn’t resist taking photos of her flowers. Hopefully, she’s enjoying a heavenly view of them. Because there’s not just love in each and every flower, there’s hope that a new bloom will come along and will be dew-touched by her love.
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No worries, hubby and I are still married. 18 years and counting! We spent the weekend doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING in Corpus Christi with our dear friends, and then made a pit-stop on the way home to have lunch and visit with our kids’ Godfather/sponsor and his girlfriend. Lovely weekend! Slept a lot. Ate a lot. Enjoyed a bit of peace and quiet that we don’t get often.
But, I am a tad upset. I have many friends who wished us a happy anniversary, and that was so nice of them to take the time to share their well wishes with us.
But, my brother said nothing. Nada. Zip.
My own brother, who is just three years younger than I am.
The brother who attended our wedding, 18 years ago.Â
The brother whose daughter graduated from high school last year, and despite our financial difficulties, I took the time out of my schedule to make sure I was there for the momentous occasion – and I not only made my niece a beautiful quilt to commemmorate her special day, I also made one for my brother because the one I’d made him 25 years ago fell apart.
The brother who has told me on more than one occasion that he wishes we had a relationship like I had with our older brother, before he passed away. Yet, he does little or nothing to help work on that relationship.
The brother, who on the SAME day as our anniversary, posted a FB note on a cousin’s page to wish her a happy birthday.
And it hurts my heart. And I’ll get over it. But, not without another tear.  And another wish that I had a brother who cared for me as much as I care for him.