Friday, May 23, 2008
Going away camping for the long weekend. My older 2 boys are staying home. We didn't get many camping trips with all 5 of us. Makes me a little sad that my youngest is sort of doing this on his own, without his brothers. But it is what it is. He loves camping, so it's almost like it's a new adventure for me too.
Eating hopefully won't get too out of hand. Wish me luck. It's a little early in the season to count on fresh fruit and veggies from local farms, but we'll give it a shot. I don't expect to lose weight, even with all the hiking we have planned. I do hope to at least not gain any.
This holiday has always been an emotional one for me. I always used it as remembering any loved one that had died, though I know it is a military holiday. My grandfather served in WWII and my dad served as well, though he was drafted so it wasn't exactly by choice. Dad is still alive, but my grandfather died 8 years ago. It was actually this time of year when his health was really failing. I remember it mostly because I was at my youngest (at the time) school for a Memorial Day presentation and one of the people standing was talking about how he has the job of putting the flags on the graves of the soldiers buried in town and if we knew of one that he missed to call him. At the time, I almost started to cry because I knew there was a good chance that by Veteran's Day, my grandfather would be getting one of those flags. And I ended up being right. He died on my 9th anniversary, 11/3. My grandfather and I were very close. My thoughts are with you Gramp!