Stories told on porches in the night are the food that feeds our souls. A porch is a stepping off place, where girls kiss their parents goodbye and disappear into an adventure,where moms wait to hear their stories when they come home.It' a place where laughter drowns out the crickets, where friends become family. C'mon up to my porch, pull up a chair and tell me your story. We'll weave it into the quilt that wraps us up when life is cold.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
It is Caitliln's birthseason
eighteen years of this funny little sprite
laughing
mimicking
never still
what a gift!
So for our first celebration
we went to Bay St Louis MS
where my sister in spirit lives
Stacey
mother of Ian
born one week after Caitlin
we have pictures of us with pregnant tummies touching
they like to say
they were friends before they were born
we always celebrate the passages of life together
on the beach
watching the fire flicker across well loved faces
I think of all the cups of coffee
all the stories told and retold on porches late into the night
all the noses wiped
all the children tossed into the air
and I am so proud of the family we created
as I see our children growing up
and loving each other like we taught them to
BTW, Elvis is alive and well in a cardboard cut out at the rest station at the Mississippi state line!
Caitlin's actual natal day we spent quietly
watching Breakfast at Tiffany's
shopping for a cute dress and "hurt my feet shoes"
Mariah cooked a birthday dinner
I baked the traditional funfetti cake
my mom came and ate.
Teh next weekend it was time for birthday celebration number 3
The girls had tickets to "so you think you can dance " tour
I tagged along for the ride to visit Paula and Dana
other members of the tribe
in FL
so off we go
we are late
we are lost
tension in the car is high
since I am the mom
it is somehow my fault
I get out of the car at a Tom Thumb gas station
adn refuse to get back in.
I do this with the absolute certainty that Paula or Dana will come get me
even though I have no idea where I am
What friends I have!
So it's a margarita night
a pier sitting morning
and I am ready for whatever may come this week!
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5 comments:
Those photo's were great and I ALWAYS, knew Elvis was alive.
Gaz ;-)
The beach looks great! i must come visit some day. like the new look on your journal:) Hugz~kbear
Happy Birthday Caitlin!
Awww!:) it sounds like you had a wonderful time with her!
Wow 18 already!
sebas is over a year younger then
is she a junior?
love,nat
ps which college is she interested in Mom?
dear Marti
I love you so much!:) thank you for your comment!
Happy thanksgiving!
are the kids coming over?
love you
love,natalie
p.s. it goes much too quickly huh the kids growing up
congratulations Marti!
you got selected by Lori I think for the Maria Antoinette award! way to go girl!:)
love,natalie
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