We left the cold and snow of Maryland Thursday morning and flew to California. As soon as we stepped out of the airport I remembered why so many people live in Southern California. The sunshine surrounded us with welcome warmth. We stopped on our drive down the coast and walked out on the pier at Redondo Beach. I just sat there soaking up the sunshine and enjoying the 80 degree temperatures. As we drove through the residential areas I saw roses, camellias, hibiscus and many other colorful flowers. The lemon tree in my brother's yard was heavy with ripening fruit. We felt far from the snow and ice of home.
The next morning we drove to the hospital to see my brother Bill and his wife Jean. Jean was seriously injured in a fall last summer. We did not expect her to survive, but after being in a coma for six weeks, she has begun to recover. She is completely paralyzed on the left side, but she is able to talk and laugh again. Her recovery is limited and very slow, but we are grateful that she is alive. It feels like a miracle.
Saturday we joined the celebration for my brother Joe and his wife Judy as they celebrated fifty years of marriage. Their kids and grandkids had cooked enough food for an army of party goers. The house was full of friends and relatives as we honored this good marriage. My brother and sister-in-law glowed all day with joy and pride. Tomorrow they leave for a two week cruise to Hawaii. Check the picture in my previous post to see if they have changed any since their wedding day.
Last night we arrived back home. It is cold and snowy, but it is home. This is where we belong and we are glad to be home again.
6 comments:
I'm so happy to hear that she is doing better! Thanks for sharing the picture, it was good to see.
Life itself is pretty good when you consider the alternative...i am so pleased jean is still in there...i hope she is surrounded by much love.
Wow 50 years of marriage...we made 35 which as no where near enough. it is beautiful to consider couples that are happy after 50 years...
Family is what it's all about. And after feeling 80 degree weather on the pier I might not have come home.
Actually they have changed little. Your last sentences really say a lot...."Last night we arrived back home. It is cold and snowy, but it is home. This is where we belong and we are glad to be home again."
Hah! I lived in R-B back in the 80's--you know the previous century...I worked at Hughes Aircraft and after it closed down, I worked for a dentist who had a small family practice. It was beautiful then, and from the looks of it, still is.
How fabulous to see this gift from God. 50 years, health being regained, and family to join in! Doesnt get any better than that!
happy times Mom...think pink.
I like comparing the photos of then,and now.
It's heartening to see that a love could have endured for so long.
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