Every time I see Christmas trees lined up in the street or in a parking lot ready to be sold, ready to go to a home and make someone happy for a few weeks it makes me feel for a second so happy, and so warm in my heart. Maybe that image of all those fragante trees lining up takes me to a very happy time of my childhood, when we used to go with my mom and dad to buy our tree and take it home with the greatest excitement. These days I confess I feel the same, and I just can't wait to go and pick up ours and take it home and love it for a few weeks and share our home with it.
My parents have been in town with us for three weeks now. It has been everything I was expecting and much more. My house feels full, the -good- full. I feel so happy with them around. In our family, we talk a lot. Some times I feel we talk too much. So, lots of talking around here these days; lots of good conversations-, and lots of everything else; good food, memories, outings, photos, laugh, fights (yep, that too) and much more (like in an infomercial). It has been a blessing to have my parents here. It has been amazing for our son to share this time with them. They will be with us one more week and we will try to make the best out of it. I know my heart will be broken to see them leave but I guess I will focus on the next trip and the next time we all will see each other again. Some photos with grandma and grandpa and our days together, simple but great days together. around New Glaurus, WI. Blurry one. a beautiful evening at Picnic Point in Madison, WI. P...