Today is Memorial Day — we always did something on Memorial Day weekend. Even if it wasn’t much, we did something together and that made it special… being together. I was just trying to remember our last Memorial Day together and nothing specific comes to mind — I think it was just one of those quite holidays for us and we just spent time together. Of course those were the best times — our time together.
When I came downstairs this morning, I remembered that she was usually downstairs first and when I came into the kitchen, she’d always give me the biggest smile. I know I’m biased, but I think she had the most contagious smile I’ve ever seen. I asked her once how she could always be so happy.
I remember her saying that she wasn’t happy — she was cheerful. And she explained the difference. Being happy meant that she didn’t have a care in the world, but being cheerful meant that she had worries and issues, but had learned to deal with them. I always wished I could be more like that.
She also said that a smile is the light in the window of your face that tells people you’re home — she was always home…..
Happy Memorial Day!!
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