This weekend marked the first high-school graduation of my sister’s and my families. The honor of “firsts” goes to my niece, who is paving the way to many such rites of passage moments in our extended family.
The graduate shows off her hoola-hooping skills. This will be a great boon to her resume! |
We journeyed eight hours roundtrip…
to witness the event and take part in the celebratory finale.
It was worth it, from the food to the family to the flowers.
The lovely things I love… |
“Abracadabra, make my little brother disappear!” |
Undercover cousins? |
One of the scenes playing on a rolling Powerpoint in the garage, in view to all munching on my sister’s delicious spread of food, included a scene from when we visited years ago and the two firstborns decided to tie the knot. “The Wedding” will go down as one of the highlights of the times we’ve spent with the cousins.
The “groom:” I dare you to find my eyes! |
This weekend was special, and I hope there will be many such celebrations in our future when we can gather and give thanks for the life God has given us together.
Grandpa looking at a book of poems he created when the graduate was a baby |
As you commemorate Memorial Day today, may you renew your gratitude for the good things and people in life, both past and present, those passed on and still living.
Q4U: What moment of your Memorial Day weekend stands out, and why?
Mary Aalgaard says
Great photos and memories. Your neice does have a special skill, always a good selling point on job apps.
So far, my weekend has two extremes. Three hours of biking on Saturday, followed by about six hours of movie watching on Sunday.
Vicky says
What a great post Roxane! I too love when we get together with our cousins, and my kid’s cousins, its a special thing to be sure and we have so many stories we too tell. That last photo just speaks volumes to me. Is this where a budding writer gets her roots from- a grandfather who also writes?
Roxane B. Salonen says
Thanks gals! Mary, that does sound extreme. I love it! Hard work and hard play. 🙂
Vicky, yes, Grandpa is actually my father and definitely had a huge hand in inspiring me. He’s still at the top of my list of writers I most admire.