"Ain't it funny how a melody, brings back a memory."

It's so funny how our senses are tied into our memories. I find it to be ironic that every time I smell a certain scent from Victoria's Secret, it brings me back to a summer love almost 15 years ago. I wore it every time I saw him because I knew how much he liked it. Every time I see a really pretty bow on a package or a gift wrapping reminds me of how my grandma would take so much time hand making each bow for every single person's gift in our family for their birthdays. Every time I hear a certain Elton John song it reminds me of a neighborhood who lost a young, beautiful girl when we were barely just teenagers. Anytime I feel soft, warm sand under my feet reminds me of my first vacation with my husband when we were first starting out. It was all so uncertain back then, and now we have a great little family together. I really have no idea what got me thinking about this, but now putting it in a blog has me strolling down memory lane.

It's amazing the things that you take out of life as you go, and the memories that you keep for a life time. Things that may not mean a whole lot to one person, could mean the world to the next and could be something that they will never forget. As I'm getting older I am learning this day by day. I used to look forward to things and wish life away. Now, I try so hard to take each day as it comes and live it the best way that I can. I try hard to make a difference and just sit back and take it all in. I want to emphasize "try" because its still a work in progress. I think most of these thoughts have been stemming from the fact that my daughter is going to be four next month. I feel as though I've spent most of her life looking forward to the next "big stage" and in a blink of an eye, her babyness is gone.

Some would suggest that since I feel that way, that I should have another baby. While my husband would love to have 4 or 5 children, I just don't know if it's in our cards. I usually refrain from getting too personal in this little blogger I have, but I love the life we have now, and I know I would with another child as well, but it would obviously add a whole new dynamic. I stress about this topic day in and day out: are we making the right decision? Should we try again or are we perfect just the way we are? Is there something missing? If we go for it, will he or she be healthy? Will Sadie end up resenting me because we chose to only have her and she'll never have the experience of having a sibling? Literally, EVERY DAY this goes through my brain. I wish I just knew what the right thing to do was. My thought (for now) is, if it was meant to be, one way or another it will be.

Until we meet again.

The Ultimate Thriller

It's been a great weekend. I managed to squeeze a lot of stuff in to three days. On Friday night, me and the hubby had a one night get away at Mystic Lake. Sometimes, as a married couple you get so caught up in 'life' in general and forget what it is like to just be together with no work, no child, no outside distractions, just together. It was such a great time. We even caught a show that night. It was "The Ultimate Thriller" show. Normally, we're not really into tribute shows, but the guy who starred as Michael Jackson was amazing. Had all the moves and grooves down to a t. If you didn't know any better, you would have thought it was really Michael up there!

The best my camera phone could get :(

On Saturday we had my uncle and aunt's 25th anniversary party. It was a lot of fun, and I was asked to photograph the event. Saturday evening was also a memorial mass for my grandma. It was nice to be back at St. Bernard's with my family knowing that we were there for her. Today we went out to lunch and finally saw the new movie Epic. It was a cute show.

Last weekend, we did the Lymphoma walk. We all got in to it when my cousin Jody was diagnosed. She has been in remission for a few years now and is even able to do the walk with all of us. We had a beautiful morning for it, and in general, it really was just a nice celebration of life.

Until we meet again.