Friday, January 8, 2010

Reflections

A new year is upon us. As my husband retires this year, as I have broken my wrist, as I sub verses teaching my own class, as days go by turning into years, I reflect.

I reflect upon my days, the good and the bad.

The good. Remembering the fun days, the days that warm my heart and water my eyes. Those days were filled with family and friends. I can't bring up a memory that is with out them. I remember my dad pulling us down the country road with a tractor, us on an old car hood. The snow was deep and so was the homemade sled with me, my siblings, and the neighbor kids. We pushed each other off, we ran to catch up, we laughed, and did it all over again.

I remember my dads' sister, Dorthory Kruger, and her family coming over on Saturday nights for dinner, dancing out in the yard, and playing "ditch" a form of hide n seek, after dark. She had eight kids we had seven. WE had a blast.

I remember birthdays filled with more love than presents, Christmas filled with people and food, late nights at the drive in movies. We laughed and laughed. There are more of the happy memories many to private to share, but they all had something in common, family and friends.

I remember a special friend that taught me I had worth. One that laughed with me and cried with me. Helping me to become the person I am today.

The bad. I remember mom and dad fighting, I remember waking up to a cold house with the coal stove even colder. The teachers in the schools mean to kids who lived in Hawbuck. Family members abusing children in many ways.

I remember all of this and much more. All memories are filled with good and bad but the memories have all the people I love. Family from my parents, siblings, grandparents, aunts and uncles, cousins too. Friends from childhood, friends from the years all are special.

Life continues to evolve. Life evoles no matter what. Maybe thats alright. The best part of the evoltion is family and freinds. They are always there, from on egeneration to another. God, thank you so much for amily. Thank you so much for being our Heavenly Father, now and for ever.

2 comments:

Sarah Ragatz said...

Thanks for sharing, I think you riding on the car hood being pulled by Grandpa is one of those stories I'll always remember when I think of Grandpa.

Donna Mae said...

Its one of my favorites.