After a beautiful morning of taking Aiden to the playground, I decided to look to the past for some Weekend Inspiration:
I had grandparents that could, and parents that can cook and I remember many nights with the smell of fresh pasta and sauce on the stove. Now that I have kids, I traded in tradition for ease more than once and this lesson rings in my ears every night at dinner:
Taken from a letter my mother wrote me before I went to college. We had a cat at the time, so the original was “pet a cat and you’ll feel better.” I think it applies to all pets and is a great reminder for the darker nights of the soul:
I was shy growing up, to a fault. Maybe it was the only child thing where I’d grown used to being by myself. Now, looking back, I’d tell my self to:
Every summer we would take a vacation as a family. As I grew from playing in the sand to walking with Val and finally watching my kids play in the sand, this is clear:
Have a great weekend!