Tonight's picture was taken on Valentine's Day of 2009. This photo was taken after the one I displayed on last night's blog. Mattie surprised me at the hospital that day with a crown of paper hearts and this box filled with cut outs
and drawings. To this day I still have this box inside my closet. I remember that moment in time. Mattie celebrated many holidays and weekends in the hospital. The hospital was practically our second home, and we saw more of that second home that year, than we did of our actual home.
Quote of the day: Few men during their lifetime come anywhere near exhausting the resources dwelling within them. There are deep wells of strength that are never used. ~ Richard E. Byrd
I had lunch with John and Phyllis last Friday and today. The waiter snapped a photo of us to capture the moment. I should mention however, that the restaurant is also noteworthy!
When Mattie was alive, we use to take him to this restaurant. It was one of his favorites as they made homemade pizza. But he loved this outside terrace, and especially loved the lion head fountain on the terrace. Mattie always wanted to sit at the table right next to the lion. I can't come to this restaurant without seeing the table we used to sit at with Mattie, and remembering those times!
It is hard to believe that a week has gone by already! Tomorrow I head back to DC. In a way being here is disorienting because the sun is always out, the weather is glorious, and everything is green. Keeping in mind that it is February. I am not sure why I am so confused, but it maybe because I don't typically come to Los Angeles in the winter time, I forgot how lovely it can be!
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Vicki, California is beautiful in February. I remember visiting Kristy when they lived there, thinking what an absolutely beautiful place!
Seeing the Lion & exact table must bring a mixture of heartbreak & joy, that those things are still there. I am glad you have the beautiful memory but so sorry it is but a memory with Mattie for you. The unfairness of life is often glaring in the memories, we hold close to our hear.
I love seeing pictures of your parents!
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