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The Book Of Me: Prompt 23 --Memory Board

If you are not familiar with this wonderful project that was created by Julie Goucher of the Angler's Rest blog, please refer to this link:
Prompt 23: Memory Board

This week’s prompt is Memory Board

How do you see the point of a memory board?
Why keep one?
Do you keep one? Or will you?
This could be a cork board in your office, kitchen or regular space? If you do what do you keep on it?

How do you see the point of a memory board? Why keep one?

I think of a memory board being your own personal time machine. Itallows you to go back in time and commune with your ancestors. It's a place to go to for inspiration and for strength. It's a place of love, of hope and of course memories.

Do you keep one? Or will you? If you do what do you keep on it?

I don't have an actual board but I do have special places in my house where I get to visit with my ancestors. In my living room along the top of one my tables I have lots of photograp…

Hey Big Brother, Check These Out!

Over the last couple of months, I've found myself saying to my big brother, "Hey, Check these out!" when I come across something I really think he'll get a kick out of seeing. I inherited a lot of family memorabilia from my dad and when I get the time, I try to work on scanning and putting things in albums. These pictures were dated January 1976 on the back, so it appears they are from Christmas of 1975. 

My paternal grandmother, Ethel Murrell, my brother, myself, and grandfather Harold Murrell Sr.
Grandma Ethel, me and David
Grandpa Harold, David, Mom and me. 
Me and David Got to love the expression on my face here. LOL.  Not sure if I was getting sleepy or just simply distracted. 
On a more serious note, please say a prayer for all those who have been affected by Hurricane Florence. I've included the link to the American Red Cross here:

Mystic, Connecticut Trip 2018

These are pictures from our last trip of the Summer. You can see that my son is now taller than his father. He's still got a lot of growing left to do so who knows how tall he'll end up being. We visited the Mystic Aquarium in Mystic, CT and spent time at Misquamicut State Beach in Westerly, RI.

Tombstone Tuesday: Harold E. Murrell --The Headstone Is In Place

For a while now, I was hoping my pop would visit in a dream. I just wanted to have a nod or wink to know he was okay. That he had settled in on the other side. I hoped he had found some peace. Well, this past week while on vacation I had a dream and he came to visit. The details of the dream I am going to keep private but I will mention that my dad was slick. I don't think he wanted me to realize it was him until after I woke up. The gentleman that I saw in the dream appeared to be in his early twenties, young, bright eyed and hopeful. A version of him that I didn't get to see in life. He looked at ease and comfortable with himself. I am grateful for this little wink from him. Thanks, dad. Give a hug and kiss to grandma, grandpa, and aunt Janice for me.

Military Monday: Grandpa Murrell's National Guard Unit

I've featured pictures of my paternal grandfather Harold Murrell Sr. in his National Guard uniform, here on this blog before. If you missed that post, here's the link: 
Military and Mappy Monday: Harold Murrell's National Guard Enlistment Card
Harold Murrell Sr was a Private First Class for Co. I of the 369th Infantry. I am guessing this is a picture of his company. 

Harold Murrell Senior is pictured in the center.

Sunday's Obituary: Janice Murrell's Funeral Program

I was seventeen when my father's sister passed away. Janice Elaine Murrell was a beautiful and loving spirit. She had a wonderful sense of humor and she loved to laugh. I explained recently to my kids that sometimes in life you don't get what you need in the shape or form you think it's supposed to come in. My dad was a man who had difficulty opening up with his family. The close father daughter relationship we didn't have. We had a relationship and we loved each other but the bits of nurturing that I wasn't able to get from him, came instead in the shape and form of wonderful grandparents and this beautiful lady, his sister. 

Janice Murrell pictured in the foreground. 

Thinking Of Janice Today

Janice Murrell is pictured on the left.
Janice was on my mind and so that is who I have decided to share something about today. Janice Elaine Murrell was my father's older sister. She was a sweet and generous spirit who I have many fond memories of.

Sadly, Janice passed away on December 14, 1989 after battling breast cancer. My father, Harold Murrell, gave the eulogy at the funeral. Recently, my mother came across his handwritten notes from the funeral and she passed them on to me. It's interesting seeing my father's handwriting now.  I had been on a little bit of a break from going through the things I inherited from him. Sometimes, you need a break from the grieving process. Sometimes, you have to take time to live life and that's what I've been doing lately.

My sister genuinely enjoyed the act of giving and doing for others.
Her generosity was a legend within the family. My children Andrea and David her niece and nephew were a source of great joy and happi…

Aerial Yoga, My Daughter, and Me

You may have noticed that I haven't been posting quite as often as I used to. Well, the main reason for this is that I am living life! I've been busy shuttling my kids to their sports practices, while squeezing time in for my own hobbies like fencing and now aerial yoga! This past Spring, my body felt like it was missing something in the exercise department. My joints felt achier and I just didn't feel quite as limber as I used to. Taking a yoga class was something I had been wanting to do for a while and so I finally just made it happen. Now, I think I am hooked. My joints aren't hurting as bad and I've definitely seen an improvement in my flexibility. My daughter overheard me talking with my husband about how much I enjoyed the class and she asked if she could try it too. So here's some pictures of us hanging around enjoying the silks :)

Namaste :)