104 degrees in Texas makes me dream of winter... Janette's blog today triggered this one, she always finds fun and adventure in her every day life, she's 'spunky'...
When our kids were growing up, we lived in a small area where the homes were built around a little park. Our home had been a model, so ours looked out over a beautiful pool and tennis court. Our whole family spent time out there almost every day. I swam, played tennis, and watched our kids grow up there.
During the winter, in Texas we seem to get more ice than snow. One winter the ice was heavier than usual, and the whole tennis court looked like an ice skating rink.
Enter my Norwegian genes...
My mom was born and raised in northern Norway as most of you know, where the little children were on skis before they could walk!
I still had her last pair of ice skates.
I dug them out, laced them up, bundled up, and off I went...
Out my own back door, skating down the walking path that lead to the tennis court, there I was... skating in large circles, even going backwards, with the whole tennis court to myself. My husband and kids were watching all of this through the kitchen windows, and laughing as I performed for them. I even went to my friends house and skated up her driveway and rang the bell, as she stood there laughing.
This year, we went back to that house, and sat on the bench in the park, my daughter, her 3 girls and I, right behind our old house. I could picture the whole chapter of our lives there, only now my daughter is the age I was then!!
Memories are so much fun. And they aren't over... today I head to east Texas where our son and his family have just moved. They just got a huge trampoline... :)
I hope I make memories right up to the day I go to heaven!
6 comments:
I can just picture you out there skating Sonja! And yes, it's in those Norwegian genes. My grandmother used to have to ski to school in Norway. I have a photo of my Dad on skis. He looks right at home.
I love how you can share your special memories of time gone by. But you are also just as excited about creating new memories. I think this keeps you young. I look forward to the stories about the trampoline and maybe some photos?
Love,
Debbie
Oh I love this!!!!!!!!!!!! You go girl...because this total Texan couldn't ever skate like that no matter what my age.
Yes, memories..they keep us going, they fuel the tomorrow...and I would have loved to see you skate.
Oh enjoy East Texas...another place that just stirs up childhood memories for me....and even an ice storm one year in East Texas...blessings to them and their new adventure...have fun!!
That's a great thought and I am certain that you will. It must have been fun for your friends and family to watch you skate like that.
You painted the BEST picture with that story! I kept kind of glancing at your picture to the side out of the corner of my eye as I read and picturing that very smile was you skated away.
I haven't ice skated since I was 12 years old. Sigh.
Debbie is right, you did paint a very vivid picture in this post and I so enjoyed it. Yes, memories are what keep us going so I plan to keep on making them.
Have a lovely week!
I could almost picture it all as I read this post. I treasure my childhood memories. It reminded me of my many childhood ice skating memories. Right now, in our heat, that sounds mighty fine to me. Thanks for stirring up a few memories for me.
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