First of all…Happy Fourth! I hope that everyone has an exciting weekend planned and is looking forward to a long weekend with family and friends. Each year, Susan and I struggle with our plans as my father’s family holds an annual holiday party. Instead of spending our weekend on the road, we usually choose to remain at home, quietly enjoying the time together and making sure that our little Oliver is securely tucked into his thundershirt before the fireworks begin. To say he has a bit of anxiety would be a huge understatement. This year we are really going all out (for us)…an IMAX movie, hosting friends for dinner and then hitting the lake on Monday for a day of sun and fun with the crew. Better not forget the sunscreen!
Red…not one of my favorite colors. Don’t get me wrong, I am a color fanatic and I have tried and tried to embrace this color but for some reason, it just doesn’t make me feel good. I’m a Georgia Bulldog through and through but for the most part, I prefer to wear solid black (or a shade thereof) with a hint of red either in my accessories or even with a “G” tattooed to my cheek. (They are so fun and it always reminds me of the ones that my brother and I would fight for in the cereal boxes.) I once wore a red prom dress…does that count? It is not a horrible color on me but it just takes such effort to wear. I have come to terms with my opposition to the color, so for now I will stick to the red things I do love…
White…clean, crisp, calming beautiful white. I am pretty much in love with all things white right now. I am not sure exactly what meaning the color holds for me but it makes me smile. I am not necessarily saying that I’ll don white pants, having gained almost ten pounds in the last two years, but for the most part, it is one of the colors that adds a spring to my step…
And the blues…another of my current favorite colors. Navy, royal, turquoise, pale blue…I love them all!
While the color blue itself invokes welcoming feelings, the Fourth of July is surrounded by sad times for me and my family. My grandmother passed away on the 2nd and we laid her to rest on the 4th. It has been just over a decade and I still miss her deeply. July 9th was the day the doctor unsuccessfully attempted to extend my brother’s life by removing a portion of his brain tumor. We lost Charles on the 24th of August, 2007. It was not until I began writing this post today that it occurred to me that this time of year just holds icky, sad and sick to my stomach feelings for me. It just puts me in a funk…I am sure many of you can relate.
It makes me feel better just being able to say that…to get it off my chest. Acknowledging that those days bring about sad memories allows me to place them where they belong and to focus on the good times. I am so grateful for all my family and friends who tolerate me during these times and who make my blue days brighter. Thank you. Off to enjoy a wonderful weekend!
xo,
beth



