Leaving tomorrow for my high school reunion. We're celebrating our 50th birthdays - not an actual "out of high school" milestone. It'll be one of those whirlwind weekends. Leaving tomorrow, driving for 7 hours. Saturday will be spent with my dad during the day and the evening at the reunion. Later that evening, I will depart there to meet up with neighbor friends to celebrate another reunion. I'll drive home on Sunday.
I have not seen almost all of these people in over 30 years. Thankfully, we have reconnected through Facebook. I'll try to take pics of people, places and good food. I'll miss Liam, though. Each day with him has its own predictability flavored with brand new things: Liam running and hiding behind the sheers in the living room, standing perfectly still, hands clasped, waiting for someone to look for him. If we don't come quickly enough, he'll call out, "Ee-yum (Liam)?" It's our cue to drop everything and go look for him. It's a little difficult when you can see him right there and he is watching with an impish grin on his face until we suddenly and amazingly find him.
Yesterday morning, I made him pancakes for breakfast. Afterward, as he sat atop the dryer watching Poppy iron himself a shirt for work, I stood and marveled at two of my three favorite men in my life (the third being my son). When Poppy asked Liam if Grammy had made him pancakes, that beautiful child, eyes fixed on the ironing project, pointed to his little mouth and did a loud and emphatic, "Mmmmmmmmm!!!" That said it all. With one little sound.
I'll enjoy my weekend but will be anxious to get back to my family.
Until then, my wishes are for each of you to enjoy your own families this weekend.
- Maggie
