Throwback Thursday: The Family, Circa 1980s

Family Togetherness

WOW…no matter how we try to sugar coat it, some pictures from the past can be unflattering and sometimes haunting; just for the record I’m talking about myself in the picture below. What in the world, was I laughing???

Back Row: Me, Rick, Mom, Tony Down Front: Melody

Back Row (LtoR): Me, Rick, Mom, Tony & Missy
Down Front: Melody

That’s me on the far left, sitting next to my brother Rick, who we lost in May 2004.  As I look at this picture I can remember the events of the day pretty well; what I can’t remember was the year; however I will say it WAS in the 1980s as that’s when I had the short doo (hair-doo).  As we age, stuff like this just sorta melds together and dates become non-existent, unless they are documented on the back of the photo (which was not the case for this picture.)

For this particular vacation (ooo…visions of the Griswalds just came to mind), we were all in Kentucky for Christmas with only Tony and I, along with our families, having traveled from Florida that year and this picture was taken at our maternal grandparent’s home.  I’m sure like most families around the holidays we made it a point to have group and family pictures taken for future keepsakes. And oh what sweet memories those are.

Passage of Time

As we grew older and one-by-one left the nest, it wasn’t very often that mom had all five of her kids together at the same time, but when we were…wow, the house (and sometimes neighborhood) would never be the same.

We loved being together, catching up on one another’s lives, loving on our nieces and nephews, sharing a snuggle with mom while watching the Cincinnati fireworks on TV on New Years Eve, preparing big family meals, and making candies and treats with the kids.

The house was always full of laughter, food, love, and activities during the day. At night, not a spec of flooring could be found as all the grandkids camped out with their sleeping bags, making sure to be near to their favorite cousin(s).  Over the years during the different times we were all together (or nearly all of us) and the little ones were settling down for slumber, I recall hearing giggles and chatter coming from all angles of the house.  The parents were not rushed to quite them as we knew the children were enjoying being with family as much as their parents were.  Ahh, what precious precious memories of the excited little ones sharing stories and hugs with their cousins.

Tears swell in my eyes as I think back to those times long passed. They shall never be again except in memory.  So many things have changed, loved ones lost, marriages broken, children marrying and moving away, and four of the five siblings are grandparents, some several times over.

I truly miss those times together and wish we were able to stop letting life get in the way so that we could have been more physically present in the lives of our mom and each other.

The Future

Being a Nona of three precious grandchildren with another grandson arriving this August, I will remember to take care in creating more family time with my children and grandchildren. I shall remember not to let life be so all consuming and forget what really matters F-A-M-I-L-Y!  Why are we really put on this earth?  To work day and night…I THINK NOT!  It is to cherish our family, love on them, share activities, make memories and let them know how much they mean to us.

Thank you for letting me share some of my fond memories with you.

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