Happy Weekend!

This morning my mom, sister and nephew are piling into the car and heading up north. We'll spend the long weekend with my grandma, aunt, uncle, cousins and their children. It should be a full few days of babies, food, laughter and walks in the snowy woods. I can't wait.

Have a wonderful weekend!

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Comfort Zone

This weekend was wonderful. There's something so comforting about going to my grandma's, to this place that has been the same my entire life, from the wallpaper to the shag carpeting. It's nice to feel that there are places that don't change. That coming here will always mean hugs and laughter, fish-fry dinners, afternoon naps and walks by the lake. That even though my grandpa is gone, we still feel his presence here. Yet it's a comfort to see things change, too, to watch new generations like my nephew bring new energy and even more love to this place.

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To Grandmother's House We Go

Today, I'm piling in the car with my mom, sister and eight-month-old nephew and we're driving four hours north to my grandma's house. I'm looking forward to spending the weekend with family, laughing and eating and doing all the little things that over the years have become traditions on these visits. Here's wishing you all a beautiful weekend!

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Stitched Together

Yesterday was my grandma's eightieth birthday. While I can't comprehend that number, I do know I'm so blessed to have this incredible woman in my life. She and my grandpa were quite a pair. While he was outgoing and jovial, she has always been loving in more quiet ways. She's ultra-organized, with Tupperware stacked and individually labelled in the refrigerator, and she's part of a lineage of women in my family who are very particular about things (when my husband first met my grandma, I think he understood me a little more). She's always doing kind things for others, whether it's baking seventeen different kinds of cookies so everyone has their favorite when they visit, or knitting blankets, baby sweaters, hats and other items that will keep people feeling warm and cared for. Grandma is constantly knitting and it's a good symbol for what she does. She keeps our family stitched together.

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