Tuesday, July 5, 2011

July 5, 2011 Rememberance of 1967 in Iceland

Today is my birthday but it brings back a memory that my "Icelandic mother" made for me many years ago.  After I arrived in Iceland, I turned 18 several days later.  It is still difficult to be away from home at that age, although you think you are all grown up.

I remember being tired after those few days, “jet lag” as I would call it.  Iceland is five hours ahead of us.  Mamma heard me mention something about a song that I liked.  She was fluent in German along with her native Icelandic and spoke some broken English. We taught each other. So she had a record that she put on the stereo and turned it up so I would hear it. “Upon the Roof” played and made me feel right at home.  I loved the other songs too.  It was instrumental by Percy Faith and his orchestra.

What can you do, but get up to that?  I got up and went out to the living room to smiling faces.  It was the weekend and both mamma and pabbi were home.  We ate breakfast together.  They were 14 years older than my own parents.  They had three sons. Two were married and their youngest had gone to the states as an exchange student.  He was in Indiana.  He was not the other half of my exchange though. Boy, was he cute?  I had a chance to meet him.  I had an instant crush on him. Unfortunately, I have not had any contact with him in many years.  However, I do have contact with my other “brothers” and their families.  I am friends with the oldest brothers twins.

My Icelandic parents have since passed on but we kept in contact while they were living. (side note :o) ) The rest of the day we took a bus to the harbor and watched the ships come in and out and walked downtown Reykjavik.  The interesting part to me was that they never owned a car.  They always took the bus or walked everywhere they went. I could write a book!  But I better stop for today.  I have a book I want to read, a journal (crafting) I want to make, pictures to print off and other things, but I wanted to write.  I WILL write that book.  I plan to after I retire. Maybe I’ll get part of it written here. Hope you had a great 4th of July! Happy slicing! :o) (The picture at the bottom is in my bedroom of the twins when I was there.)

Friday, July 1, 2011

July 1, 2011 Happy First of July 183rd day of the year

I can’t believe it is the first of July already. Where does time go?

Time! I have been gone and not near any internet access so that’s why I missed my Tues. slice.  I know that I want to write more than just Tuesdays but life just gets in the way. I was cleaning my parent’s home.  My mom can’t do it any more and my dad is ill and we have no idea how long it might be and my mom wants everything to look nice. Mom is 86 and Dad is 88.  I feel very blessed to have had my parents this long.  Mom has severe emphysema and Dad has Parkinson Disease.  Dad was a very industrious farmer who worked in the factory to feed and clothe his five children and wife.  My mother never worked outside the home but she was a help mate to my dad. I believe I talked about that earlier.  She is still by his side in their home.  They have been married for 65 years this year.  It is a legacy for us.

Time! What is time?  It goes too slow when we are waiting for something and too fast when we don’t want something to end.  Just like last weekend when my son and family was here.  I want to hang onto every minute when I spend time with my grandsons.  I only see them a few times a year. They are so precious.  Now my daughter is coming tonight with her son.

Time! Can we really measure it? It takes a few minutes to fix food, to eat it, but so little time in the great scheme of things to have a conversation with our children when we think of the time they are with us over a lifetime. I remember when they were young, very young how long it seemed when all I did was feed, diaper, and rock them to sleep. That seemed like forever but when they entered school and especially the high school years, we could have blinked and the next thing I know, they are gone!

Time! Why does it appear to speed up as we get older?  I think I get busier as I get older and how did I do so much when I had a family at home and now I can’t get half as much done? What happened? Did time change? Did I?  I know some of you can identify with me.

Time! Enough time for today. I must go.  I haven’t forgotten about Iceland. I plan to go back to it. Happy slicing! :o)