August 2024

I miss those summer days when my parents were alive and the kids were little and De and her family would meet us in San Diego and we didn’t do much except laugh and eat and spend time together.

August is the month I was born and I’m grateful for the birthday love!

I keep a journal and every year write some variation of “I can’t believe how old I am!!!” and “What am I doing with my one precious life???”

This year is no different, trying to seize every moment, every day a gift.