Part Of A Family

Marriage changes your life in many ways. You have to share a bed with someone who steals your covers, you learn the best way to clean mi-nute beard particles from around the faucets, you also learn the best way to fold really large whitey-tidies into pockets so that when he is digging through his drawers they don't come unfolded, and last, but not least, you get to be a part of Memorial Day. Before marriage, Memorial Day just meant sidewalk sales and a visit to the cemetery - maybe. Now I'm a member of the Paul Clan and we celebrate life and the memory of it by gathering for 4 days at James' Folks' House. There were around 60 of us this year. We play games most people have never heard of ~ Pickle Ball, Woofle Ball, Throwing Elbows Basketball ... We challenge each other to chess, sudoku, & crosswords ... We kiss the babies, "catch" worms with the toddlers, and keep the teenagers cool with ice chests stocked with sodas and water... There is catching up on life, remembering the ones who won't join us any longer, and getting to know the ones who are joining us for the first time. There is the yearly Indy 500 Poole, Grampa's famous breakfasts, Phil winning the 10k for the last 4 years in a row ... and food, food, food!!! I am so blessed to be 'one of the family', so thankful that this was a priority to Mom and Dad all those years before I came along, & excited about all the changes this year will bring that will make next year even more special than this one.
I'll have to post pics seperately... Blogger isn't cooperating.