memories

These Memories

- robin

Yesterday, I forgot to post on the blog. Larry asked me about it last night. He told me that he pulled up the web site and there was no June 21st, 2021 entry. I was busy yesterday morning and preoccupied. It was my daughter Jamison’s birthday, I had a virtual appointment with a speech pathologist and I also treated myself to a manicure and pedicure. It was just an odd morning and there was one huge thing that was breaking my heart……

Last Thursday, a person dear to me, passed away. Mary Garcia lived across the street from my parents when I was young. She and Mr Garcia had three beautiful children and were the most wonderful family.

The Garcia’s loved my daughters very much and one memory…when Lauren our oldest, was about 1 1/2 years old, we went to a minor league baseball game in Memphis TN with with Mr and Mrs Garcia. (YES! We always called then that even to this day) Mr Garcia fed baby Lauren jalapenos for the first time. It was so adorable. Mr Garcia was so proud of himself, and baby Lauren’s nose began to run. Mrs Garcia gave mr Garcia the What Are You Doing look…… and I just smiled…even now I can see the three of them. Lauren in her red romper having the best time with the Garcia’s.

Photo: Mr and Mrs Garcia and me maybe 1996?

Mrs Garcia was always special to me. She allowed me to feel that she was “family” while she mentored and taught me important things in life….Faith, quilting, special recipes….and how to love. I have known Mrs Garcia since 1974. She gave me something so valuable that will always live in my heart.

I miss her so much right now…that I am blasting Henry Mancini music and crying, while I write these memories…….

Love you beyond the moon.

Me

Inside The Window

- robin
Photo: Paris Window

On days when I struggle to post on blog, I go to old photos for inspiration. This image was taken about 10 years ago in Paris. It is one of my favorite photos.

It was cold, as November can be in France and this window was near rue St Antoine. I walked past it a few times before I decided to intrude into the sweet, intimate window setting and take the shot.

Isn’t is wonderful to imagine life inside of the apartment? I think that there is an easel in the corner with an intriguing painting started. The large over-stuffed chair has three books by it and the tea kettle is starting to boil on the stove. One of my abstract quilts is neatly on the bed…and my Larry is waiting patiently by the front door to take me to dinner. {after I turn the stove off}

Larry and I have spent much time in Paris. Each year for many years, we have found ourselves in France, with the discovery of joy and inspiration at every turn. Perhaps one day I will write more, about the special moments. The times filled with ART, love, friendship and visits from family who might be in Rome studying {and you know who you are and we love you}…many years filled with many memories.

Today, let me just share this beautiful photo. What do you imagine life is like inside the window?

Love you.

Me