"But there's a story behind everything. How a picture got on a wall. How a scar got on your face. Sometimes the stories are simple, and sometimes they are hard and heartbreaking. But behind all your stories is always your mother's story, because hers is where yours begins."
Kyle had a house full of women this past weekend. For me it was a nice change, but for Kyle I'm sure it was mostly entertaining. Our mothers, my godmother, Ginger, Kylie, and Peyton all made the long car ride over to spend Mom's weekend with us. In little moments of silence I realize how much I take the family in my life for granted. I know it may sound awful, but sometimes I take people all in…just stare at them from their laugh lines to their wrinkled hands. I get lost in the little details that take me off guard. The little changes that you don't notice because their smile and laughter stayed the same. Then I think to myself "how much longer will I have them?" The thought process of a pessimist. After the thought of loss comes the afterthought of "where's the pause and rewind?" Our memories are the only time machine we may ever have, but mine take me back to so many great moments. Sitting in second grade on the reading carpet waiting for my turn to give Mrs. Callero (my godmother/"aunt") a shoulder massage. She was one clever teacher because we fought over who could massage her each day. Keeping Ginger awake all night because Kylie, Peyton, and I could not stop laughing. Every hair brush and nightgown my mom burned leaning against the fireplace to get warm while we all laughed and my Dad shook his head. And in what seems like the not so distant past, sitting just feet away from the woman who would one day be my mother-in-law thinking how lucky my friend Kyle was to have such a precious mom and family. Somehow I ended up with all of these amazing women in my life. Having them all in the same room was hysterical and I'm fairly certain a decent abs workout. I'm so glad that everyone was able to come and Kyle and I have this weekend to look back on. Life is incredible, but if we let it, is so capable of passing us by. "It's such a shame to waste time. We always think we have so much of it."
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