March Inn

Why"March Inn?" March Inn was the name of that magic place where I spent my summers growing up. I have alluded to this place before, and I probably will again. March Inn is no longer standing. The waters of Katrina rendered it unlivable so my children will never know that "March Inn." That makes me sad. In fact it brings me to tears whenever I think about it. I want my children to have their own "March Inn," and I want to capture our lives as they are growing and changing. I invite you to "march inn" to our lives. My hope is that you will catch glimpses of the real world. You will see our creations. You will see our chaos. You will see our affection. You will also see our frustrations, fears, and disappointments. Enjoy your march!

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

A Big Thank You

I saved the best part of my Mother's Day Weekend...

Thank you to my father, my Uncle Frank, my brother Bill, and my Yankee Cousins*
{Maggie, Leah, and Dillon}

Thank you for letting me have this table to place in my home.  I'm not sure if you will ever know how much it means to me.  As I wiped away the final reminders of Katrina, I cried.  As I cut flowers to put in a vase I cried.  As I asked the children to please set the table, I cried.  As I thanked Frank for fitting it in his father's car, I cried.  As I passed food, I cried.  As I write this post, I cry!

These tears are a mixture of happiness and sadness all at once.  Happiness that I get to continue the legacy of serving meals to family and friends around this table yet extreme sadness that I don't get to do that at Point Clear.

There is no way to know how many hundreds of meals have been served around this table, but I feel blessed to get to continue the legacy. 

To my extended family, I hope that one day we can all sit around this table again.
 
*sorry, please take no offense to the term!

1 comment:

  1. So happy for you! Many more memories to make!!

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