Last night I was making invitations for my son’s graduation party. While digging through the “thousands” of pictures on my external hard drive, I found several videos too. I paged through these for hours watching snippets of our three kids playing, dancing and goofing around with the camera. I feel so lucky to be known as MOM to these three.
Zoe, my oldest, is the wanderer. She was bitten by the travel bug when she was just 16 and flew to Australia. Over a year ago, she packed up her apartment and headed out again to see the world. She landed in New Zealand several months ago. Every picture she sends showing her new life and friends, there it is. Verklempt.
Our son Jack graduated last year, just 17 months older than our youngest. He works hard and is very smart with computers. His Australian shepherd follows him around like Jack is her hero. He also has the greatest smile but doesn’t always share it…you know when you finally catch a glimpse of his laugh and smile you have been given a gift straight to the heart. Again, Verklempt!
Ben, the youngest, did all he could as a baby to keep up with the other two. He was an easy baby. Always watching and laughing and smiling. I think from Zoe and Jack he gained his sense of self and his sense of humor. He has a dry quick wit that reminds me of my dad. He loves to play cards with Grampa Art when they visit. To watch them play and joke around, once again Verklempt.
In case you haven’t picked up on the theme of Verklempt it is to be overcome with emotion. To me it’s never sadness; it’s more a swell of emotions. I am sometimes so overcome that my voice is gone. I hope to convey my feelings in other ways. Like here, in this column, writing them down for you, because I am so overcome with gladness. Verklempt.
Peace, Sandy
“Memories are the treasures that we keep locked deep within the storehouse of our souls, to keep our hearts warm when we are lonely.” ~Becky Aligada
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