My new hero

Notice the time. I almost slept through the night, which wouldn't be that bad to have to write the blog in the morning. Except that I would miss out on my favorite part of the exercise and that is my POPSICLE. I can remember popsicles being important to me since memories started. As a roving military brat, our trips home were such a big deal and when there, I couldn't wait for my grandma to send me to the store for something, just anything. I was so willing because the price of my services was always a popsicle. I remember my cousin Christine so well because since I was older, I would volunteer to take all the little ones, her and her brothers, to the store for a popsicle. Of course I think tere is a dark mememory there that sometimes I got more than my share or even enjoyed the tasty treat while others did not. What a demon. Now after today, on the phone with a few cousins and feeling very re-connected to family again, I'd give anything to be up in the North Country sharing a cool icy Popsicle with them all. I just had one of those days where at 59 you feel guilty that so much time has passed and not enough of it to spread around with everyone. I miss them all and might just start to focus a bit more on getting to know them all better. My extended family is just marvelous, exchange kids and their families all over the world and for that I am truly blessed, our military friends and their families, so many of which we still stay bonded with, and just all our church and community friends who mean so much to us and are helping me get through all this. It just makes for a little nostalgic time when I think about my Mom and Dad both being from a little New Hampshire town called Berlin, one from each side of the river. Then I realize just how many aunts, uncles and cousins and their families that I have and how much their families have grown. It then becomes an honest challenge now to just rekindle many of those old popsicle driven memories and bring some of our lives closer together again. I hope this blog will help do that. Well, it is time to head back to bed. Carrie plays the bells and sings tomorrow, so my current challenge is to make it to church in the morning. God Bless you all, you are loved. Oh and a big "Thumbs Up" from Posicle Man too!