Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Building Memories ~ Journal Writing
I wish my grandmothers had kept diaries. I would have loved to have read their history. I have kept one since 1989. And event though there are ups and downs in it, some good times and some bad, I cannot imagine burning them. So much history in just 23 years is in those pages. My boys when they were little. Family gatherings. My marriage. My father's journey through Alzheimer's, and my notes on the day he passed away.
Here is what I have included in my journal today.
Yesterday we had an awesome Easter get-together. After feasting, we gathered in Mary Ann's living room in the chocolate brown old house in Burkittsville, MD, and Paul and Jim tuned up their guitars, banjos, and Paul's violin. They played some gospel tunes, and we all sang, some of us off key, others clapping our hands and tapping our feet in time with the music.
We had church in the Quinn's living room, family, friends, acquaintances. All the little kids sat on the floor wide-eyed, some cuddling in someone's lap. Then the guys played some lively Irish tunes. My niece's friend is an Irish dancer and she danced for us, in the middle of the floor with all us gathered round in chairs, on the old couch, or seated on the floor. Then Annie danced, then Renee, and before you know it, lots of us joined in.
My great nieces, all under six, put on their dress-up gowns and took their turn on the 'dance floor' twirling round and round. Was a wonderful night. I could see in Mary Ann's eyes how much it blessed her, how her longing to have them play some music was not only meant to soothe her soul as she is battling cancer, but to build a memory for her family.
I know I'll never forget it.
Posted by Rita Gerlach at 8:41 AM