Metaphorically speaking... Geez.
Had a lovely day today. Finally feeling better since I've been dealing with Bronchitis for a week. We had our cards party this past weekend here at our house. My first attempt at hosting and it was a success. My cousins came and we talked, laughed, reminisced, talked of future events. Weddings, babies, grandparents, Christmas, Thanksgiving. We spent the night with three generations of women playing a an old card game called Pottstown Rummy. Its a game we have recordings of our women playing thirty years ago. As I think of the occasion of us getting together to play, I am eased into thoughts of my childhood watching my Nana, Aunts, and family friends playing cards, howling and cackling with laughter. I invision days out the mountain under the shelter with swirls of smoke rising from the table as these women chatted and "May I'd" their afternoons away. I would sit sometimes and watch the bags of candy my Aunt Ruth would bring be passed around....