Briton was 5 weeks old : Hudson’s shoes (native)
The best part about last year is that our Babba was at Wildwood with us. This years NJ summer trip is all about keeping up traditions in true Debra Bird form. For those of you who are new to my blog we lost our Babba earlier this year to Pancreatic Cancer. She was a fighter, but even more than a fighter she was a player. She loved to play and watch her children and grand children play.
The night I contemplated if NJ would be the best place to vacation this summer, I even unpacked my bags and told my husband I did not feel like going to NJ because I didn’t want to face the new reality. That I preferred keeping the memories of all the summers prior instead of making new ones. It felt good to express my bottled up feelings and cry it out.
Obviously my “breakdown” was short lived and we are thankfully here in NJ. The dynamic has changed, and we miss Debra terribly. But the crazy thing is it feels kinda normalish. I am loving this year so much and everyone is having a great time. Everyone has to pull their weight a little more, but it is so great to see everyone work together to keep traditions alive. For in these traditions we feel close to her while keeping her legacy very much alive. We love you Babba, till we meet again. Everyday we remember you and try to be a little more like you.