Good day, emotional day

After church today we ran by Big Town Hero and picked up turkey, bacon and avocado sandwiches and broccoli cheddar soup...then headed over to see momma. We always take dinner to her on Sunday, a chance to be sure she gets something she likes to eat...she loves soup!!!

Today we FINALLY watched the movie we bought for her a few wks back. Every time she saw an advertizement for RV (Robin Williams, not my favorite person, not my favorite movies) she indicated that she wanted to see that movie but taking her to the theater is not an option so she had to wait until it came out on DVD, Ed promised her he would buy it the day it came out, which he did. So, today we plugged it in and watched it.

Oh my goodness!!!! She laughed and laughed!! A couple of times she laughed so hard she choked herself!!! Good grief!

You see....growing up my parents made sure we were busy on the wknds: we camped, we fished, we rode motorcycles, we swam, we waterskiied, if it involved a campfire and mosquitoes we experienced it at regular intervals. We camped close to home (both Mt Hood and Cannon Beach were only a couple hrs from our childhood home- in opposite directions) and we camped far from home during summerz and other longer vacations (Crater Lake, Yellowstone, Grand Canyon, Yosemite etc etc). My father worked away from home and momma would pack the camper and have it ready on Friday...daddy would come home and off we would go. Sometimes momma would drive the camper or motorhome to where daddy was working (he worked for the railroad) and we would pick him up and keep going until we reached our campsite.

So, the movie RV was a movie she wanted to see. There were so many things we could relate to from the very beginning of the movie to the end: running over mailboxes to draining the holding tank to driving on roads that were not meant for an RV. Momma laughed when the raccoons were discovered in the oven (??I can't remember anything like that that happened, but don't doubt that it certainly could have), she laughed at the awning being pulled off the side of the motorhome (let's just say as a child we knew when we were about to learn new words!!!), she laughed everytime that dang motorhome started rolling backwards...and cracked up when the line of campers was backed up at the holding tank disposal site.

Oh the memories we shared.

As soon as the movie was over the tears came...and we cried together until Ed joined us, 3 bawl babies in search of kleenex. You see, this is the 2nd anniversary of my daddy's passing. We laughed together, remembered together and then we cried together, then we laughed and remembered and cried some more.

Today momma, Ed and I remembered and missed my daddy.