This week I have felt as if my Wuggie (my Mom's Mom) has been watching over me. Weird I know, but I have felt oddly close to her this week. As Avery has started inching and rolling back and forth all over the floor, I realized that these are the moments that she wouldn't have wanted to miss.
I have been reminiscing funny Wuggie memories since I saw an ad for Obsession cologne a couple of weeks ago. She would give Uncle Andy a new bottle and a sweater every year for Christmas. I couldn't tell you what she gave me but I remember Uncle Andy's presents. My Mom would always make cookies for Justin. Another factoid from my memory bank.
As Addie ran around as a princess, lip glossed and then glossed some more thinking that she was a big girl who could paint her own nails. I could have sworn I heard her say "Now Miss. Priss" in her sternest voice. Then again when I was making CTR towels for the kids in my old primary class, I realized how she must have felt as she created many of our presents. Whether it was an elaborate dress or a not so loved Christmas sweatshirt I realized that she was probably the most under appreciated person in my life. Wuggie was a constant in my life. She never missed a holiday or birthday. She cheered at every basketball, softball piano recital or cheered us up with friday night CiCis Pizza. She was regularly involved, she always helped with shuttling and feeding of kids and never hesitated to be involved in all of our activities.
It is just a shame that she didn't live long enough for me to grow up and appreciate all that she did for me. She sadly died while I was in my teenage self-absorbed years when I seemed to be the most critical and the least appreciative. As I start this New Year I hope that I can take this lesson to heart and appreciate all the pillars in my life and not take them for granted. I can only hope that I teach my children to love and appreciate their family and to accept them unconditionally, quirks in all!
We are excited to see what this year has in store! I'm sure we will have many great memories and even more incites as we grow and mature into the adults our parents hoped for.
P.s One more random thought. As it has been frigidly cold outside, Addie has found amusement in breathing on the glass door and scribbling. As a I watched her do this I had a flash back of me, my sister and cousin (mostly Chelsea) doing the same thing Christmas Eve at Wuggie's as we waited for people to come or waved good-bye as they left. Who am I kidding we did it off and on all evening long. What kid can resist blowing on cold glass and scribbling a note or a picture repeatedly!
P.P.s I passed a Station Wagon, the other more. Need I say more! I began counting the numerous laws we broke during my childhood transporting transporting the entire clan to the swimming pool. Ahhh Memories!
