The pursuit of happinessI almost missed my blog day, again. Geez, I read everyone else's most of the time, then forget to post on my own day.
Wish I could say I live such a jet set lifestyle that I just run out of time to post. In reality, I'm a wife, mom, writer, part-time transistion specialist at a local community college, tennis player, volunteer, and so much more. My life is busy, but jet-setting? Not quite.
And yet, there are times when I feel like I'm the luckiest woman alive.
Case in point: Last weekend, I was fortunate enough to fly to Puerto Rico to meet up with my mom and dad for a family reunion with my mother's side of the family. My dear hubby stayed behind with our daughters and while I missed them all, I must admit, it was also wonderful to have some quality time with my parents.
We played in the surf at the beach, sat in a warm jacuzzi laughing, danced a little salsa and merengue, played some tennis, watched our beloved Florida Gators win, and poor Andy Roddick lose the US Open. More importantly, Sunday afternoon, we gathered together with over 40 relatives we hadn't seen in far too long. Some, I hadn't seen since I was a little girl.
We ate (don't ask how much,I haven't even stepped on the scale since I got back home), laughed, danced, sang, took tons of pictures and just had a great time touching base and getting reacquainted.
I lost my abuela several years ago, but we felt her presence with us. Two of my favorite great aunts, women who played a huge role in my childhood, are slowly starting to fade. I'm sad, yet also blessed that I had this past weekend to add to my precious memories of time spent with them. As usual, the day went by much too quickly.
Okay, so maybe I didn't fly first class. And our party wasn't catered or held at some fancy resort hotel. And yes, maybe I mostly lead a normal life. But that's okay because I have an incredible family, and we've created some incredible memories together. And that's what the good life is all about.