Wordy Wednesday: July 24, 2019

I did not partake.

Sunday Serenade 11 06 05

After seeing the atmosphere in Vancouver, I think this one fits pretty well for this gorgeous Sunday morning.

I went to Canada

I went to Canada last year but never got to record that trip or scrap it. The trip was cut short with the death of our granddaughter Bekah. She had been suffering, and suffering it truly was, from aplastic anemia. In that strange to feel way, her death was a blessing. A hard loss nonetheless and one that has left us just coming out of that dark place I think.

But there were happy and fun memories of the trip. I am taking Ali Edwards' Yesterday and Today class and it has been good to have the reminder that one can have pages with a lot of journaling and pages with none, and any combo of the two. The photos and the journaling don't have to be combined or they can or...you name it.

Here is the first page of the Canada 2010 saga. I like being able to be led outside my normal box like this.

Flashback Friday

Not a really distant flashback but one that makes me recall just how many places we have gone and how many trips have been taken in 9 years of marriage. Himself can probably pull up a spreadsheet of the where and when's which is a good thing since there are times I wonder "Did we go there"? I half joke that if there isn't a photo, I'm not going to remember anymore. It's not just age, it's the quantity of places. Not a bad thing at all, is it...

And this flashback? One of the earliest trips we took in 2002. Seattle, bus to Vancouver, and then cruising the Alaska straits. Less than a year after 9/11, border security was tight in both directions but it was fun to see the countryside in the whole border area. Boy, it seems so long ago but here it is 9 years later and Oh the places we have seen. My packing skills are so much more refined, I have my own laptop to record the bits and pieces, and I know when to say Enough. I won't see it all, I can't see it all and still enjoy it, and I'm perfectly ok with that. Quiet, me time is just as important. The pauses in the journey help keep the joy in the journey, the Big Journey.

Flashback Friday

When I was in high school I was an exchange student to Quebec City Canada. July 1960. I stayed with Danielle Dion and her family. Merci Danielle.