leebee
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- Sep 14, 1999
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California things..
>DD31. She was born in San Francisco. We were living in the city at the time, in the Sunset district (9th and Judah was our stop). I walked up the hill to the hospital when I was in labor, and my sister walked the brand new baby home again, in her stroller. I always refer to DD and a California Girl, and when she was little I used to sing to her- "I found my heart, in San Francisco..." (and jeez, my eyes just filled up, remembering this!)
>Napa/Sonoma Valleys. What beautiful scenery, what delicious wines!
>Driving the Coast Highway, where the mountains meet the sea. Actually, the rugged beauty of the California seacoast is what kept me from being homesick for Maine.
Three people...
>My daughter. Truly a close friend, confidant, and partner in crime. We laugh together, cry together, talk for hours, hang out, visit, and just BE. It makes me so sad when I read about how others' daughters grow distant and disrespectful/nasty when they are in their teens, because that's when we became close, as she grew from being my little girl into being a person in her own right. I have a friends whose sons/daughters have moved to the other side of the country permanently, by choice (not for a job or marriage, etc, just decided to move) and I can't imagine what it must be like, only seeing them once or twice a year. Heck, I'm already struggling with knowing that DD/SIL and the little guy are moving out of our house and into their own in April, and they'll only be 15 minutes down the street!
My friend Angela. Met her here on the DISboards 21 years ago. We have stayed in touch ever since, and she's my best friend, after my sisters. She is my closest confidant. We laugh together, worry together, plan things in our heads, threaten to "garden" our husbands sometimes, cry together. She lives near Philadelphia, I live in northern Maine, so although we don't see each other very much, we have managed to get together maybe 5 times over the years, including overlapping Disney trips. She is an awesome friend and support system, and I love her dearly.
My cousin Eleanor. We are all "older" now on my dad's side of the family, with all our parents/aunts/uncles deceased. We are now the grandparents/parents of the family, and my cousin Eleanor is the one who keeps us tied together. She sends a Cousins Chat every month on messenger as she's centrally located and sees most of us cousins (and many of our offspring and the offspring's offspring), sets up organized our get togethers, be it for lunch or a weekend, and generally makes sure we all stay in touch. I mean... we do. I cherish the relationships I have with my cousins, but Ellie keeps us all in the loop and makes sure we are in physical contact, for hugs and laughs, as often as possible.
>DD31. She was born in San Francisco. We were living in the city at the time, in the Sunset district (9th and Judah was our stop). I walked up the hill to the hospital when I was in labor, and my sister walked the brand new baby home again, in her stroller. I always refer to DD and a California Girl, and when she was little I used to sing to her- "I found my heart, in San Francisco..." (and jeez, my eyes just filled up, remembering this!)
>Napa/Sonoma Valleys. What beautiful scenery, what delicious wines!
>Driving the Coast Highway, where the mountains meet the sea. Actually, the rugged beauty of the California seacoast is what kept me from being homesick for Maine.
Three people...
>My daughter. Truly a close friend, confidant, and partner in crime. We laugh together, cry together, talk for hours, hang out, visit, and just BE. It makes me so sad when I read about how others' daughters grow distant and disrespectful/nasty when they are in their teens, because that's when we became close, as she grew from being my little girl into being a person in her own right. I have a friends whose sons/daughters have moved to the other side of the country permanently, by choice (not for a job or marriage, etc, just decided to move) and I can't imagine what it must be like, only seeing them once or twice a year. Heck, I'm already struggling with knowing that DD/SIL and the little guy are moving out of our house and into their own in April, and they'll only be 15 minutes down the street!
My friend Angela. Met her here on the DISboards 21 years ago. We have stayed in touch ever since, and she's my best friend, after my sisters. She is my closest confidant. We laugh together, worry together, plan things in our heads, threaten to "garden" our husbands sometimes, cry together. She lives near Philadelphia, I live in northern Maine, so although we don't see each other very much, we have managed to get together maybe 5 times over the years, including overlapping Disney trips. She is an awesome friend and support system, and I love her dearly.
My cousin Eleanor. We are all "older" now on my dad's side of the family, with all our parents/aunts/uncles deceased. We are now the grandparents/parents of the family, and my cousin Eleanor is the one who keeps us tied together. She sends a Cousins Chat every month on messenger as she's centrally located and sees most of us cousins (and many of our offspring and the offspring's offspring), sets up organized our get togethers, be it for lunch or a weekend, and generally makes sure we all stay in touch. I mean... we do. I cherish the relationships I have with my cousins, but Ellie keeps us all in the loop and makes sure we are in physical contact, for hugs and laughs, as often as possible.
) - who is an absolutely wonderful human being and treats me like one of her own kids
wish people understood what this means when driving it would make things so much easier !!! 
