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So off we went on our Hurrication, where did we go? We went to the land of Aggies and The Dixie Chicken,and home to my parents: affectionately known as BeBe and Grandpa.
Bebe helped Princess to complete her first ever book order. sigh and sniffle, she’s growing up so fast. Two of the books ordered: Pinkalicious and A Bad Case of The Stripes.
There’s a bell in front of the downtown library that I used to ring as loud as possible about 20 some odd years ago.
Princess happily carries on the tradition.
Monkey helped Bebe shuck corn. He got a huge kick out this whole process, often dipping into the trash can to retrieve the silk and husk to reexamine it with enthusiasm and awe that only a 23 month old (Two on Saturday!!!) can muster. It was quite entertaining for all involved.
For the last nearly 4 1/2 years BeBe has had a little blonde shadow by the name of Princess. Grandpa now has his very own shadow, Monkey.
stalked followed Grandpa all over the house, mimicked his every movement and damn near twisted himself inside out every time he saw Grandpa. And when Grandpa pulled out his uber cool Banjo and played ‘Dueling Banjos’ well, words cannot describe the dancing, joyous outpouring from my son.
We were so blessed that the hurricane left my house untouched, and that even though we experienced some hellacious rain and impressive winds in Bryan, along with a lovely power outage; our hurrication has left us with only good memories, fun pictures and more family time.
I walked through my parent’s home, sat on the couch reading the Kindle that I
abducted borrowed from my generous father and watched my kids run wild through this house. The house that has been the one constant throughout the last 30 years of my life. The house where I spent all my time with my own grandparents. Where I slept, ate, read, played, grew, lived, laughed, loved and cried.
The walls of this house hold thousands of memories; good, bad and otherwise.
I am blessed.
I watched my son play with his grandfather in the very same study where I watched my grandfather hard at work.
I watched both my kids cooking and learning new kitchen skills in the very same kitchen that I learned to cook at my own Granny’s side.
Sleeping in the same rooms, playing in the same yard, eating in the same kitchen and learning about love and family in the very same house that I did.
I am blessed in so many ways, and this hurrication… fed my heart and soothed my soul.
I wish each of you blessings, love, family, peace and happiness.