Time in a Bottle

Going through boxes and boxes of photos. As Father's day is tomorrow, I decided to honor my grandfather. Today I celebrated him by bringing the book he wrote to my writing class. It felt good to share his accomplishments. I am so lucky to have such good memories of the father figures in my life. When I think of one word that helps with memories of people in my family, I think pride is one of them. My grandfather had style and I really appreciated watching him retire and live the life of an american dreamer. They had two houses during the time I remember them the most. One in Surfside, Florida and the other in Spring Lake. They sold thier Spring lake home in 1967, when I was around 8. I really think our family dynamic changed after they didn't come up as much. I found a picture of thier last visit and that was when I graduated grammar school and my brother graduated high school. I always knew him as working even though he was retired. He started as a cart boy for Grand Union and retired as vice president. He continued working as a owner of a trade newspaper published once a week called the Florida Grocer. I would like to think he would be proud of who I have become, also. I think that is where the writing comes in. I think of him as a business man first, but I really admired that he wrote through his retirement. I am on a new writing journey, but to get back in the habit I will be writing every day for the next 30 days. I have an idea of how to tell my story in a new creative way, and I am really excited about it. But, it is not as easy as it was before to write as much. It doesn't come as naturally. So, I am up to the challenge to write every day, again. And then I might be writing in my new style by hand. Not, too sure yet. Quote of the day: "I give you this to take with you: Nothing remains as it was. If you know this, you can begin again, with pure joy in the uprooting." – Judith Minty Song of the day: Jim Croce Time in a Bottle