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WO: Weekly Obsessions

Tomorrow marks the fourth anniversary of my maternal grandmother’s death. I was in Ireland (her homeland) when the cancer won. I still struggle with the difficult decision I made to stay abroad and miss her memorial services.

It’s been more than a thousand days since, but it breaks my heart every time I think about that choice.

So, here’s a dedication to my mom’s mom: A woman so fiercely sharp and sassy, she put most to shame.

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  1. A Margarita (on the rocks, no salt): Her signature drink; I’ll never indulge in a margarita without thinking of my Grammy. As any wondrous woman should, she ordered them exactly the same way for years. Cheers!
  2. Cruising: Married for more than 50 years, my grandparents sure knew how to vacation. Their travels took them many places, and we were blessed to come along at times. Our Bahamas trip the summer I graduated high school was far and away my favorite
  3. Girls’ Night: My mom and grandma spent a lot of quality time together, and I relished any chance to join them. From bingo nights to “AP conferences” (secret beach getaways), so much of my life is defined by those memories.
  4. White Elephant Gift Exchange: Our family tradition carries on every Christmas Eve, but it’s not quite the same. I won magnets, which I fastened into hair clips, two years in a row — and I’ve never treasured silly Dollar Store gifts more.

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My grandpa used to sing her this. We love you, Peggy.

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Today Is My Parents’ Anniversary

Today is my parents’ anniversary.

33 years ago, they held hands in a church.
They vow to love and support one another so long as they both shall live. Friends and family — and God, lest we forget — witness the start of a long road ahead.

3 years later, they hold hands in a hospital room.
And they hold their baby boy — the first grandson for her family’s side. He will be a pioneer of many things: fearless, curious and stubborn as hell. He will challenge and change their lives forever.

4 years later, they hold hands in another hospital room.
They can’t hold their baby girl —the doctors deliver diagnoses much faster than they delivered the incubated infant. She will be a fighter: for life, for independence and for respect.

8 years later, they hold hands in ICU.
He’s suffered a stroke. She awoke in the night to find him lifeless. The ambulance sirens screamed, waking their children. The kids don’t understand why Daddy doesn’t recognize them. They can’t comprehend the doctors’ advice that Mommy should make funeral arrangements. They have no idea the impact this day will have.

10 years later, they don’t hold hands often.
The kids have moved away, forcing a harsh spotlight on an imperfect marriage. Their separate interests have become time-consuming; missed festivities, massive fights and mangled feelings are all too common. Their love and support is routine, but no longer remarkable.

8 years later, they hold hands on the beach.
Their son and his beautiful wife vow to love and support one another so long as they both shall live. Friends and family — many who were there in June 1980 — witness the start of a new road ahead.

Less than a year later, they hold hands in a waiting room.
He’s got Stage IV liver cancer, the doctors say. He can beat it with chemo, they say. He’s in the best possible care, they say. Everything we inherited — being fearless, curious and stubborn as hell; and fighting for life, for independence and for respect — we’ve never needed them more.

Today is my parents’ anniversary.
And I just pray for another 33 years of hand-holding and kept vows.

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WO: Weekly Obsessions

First things first (as opposed to what? Such a dumb phrase): You can see I’ve changed my mind … again. While Esquire was quite lovely, the bottom navigation was pissing me off, and I’m too impatient to just deal with it. This new-new “Skeptical” theme should stick around a bit longer, I hope.

As promised, today marks a very special occasion for Weekly Obsessions: It’s been a year since the first WO! To commemorate this exciting (if only for me) day, I’ve found my four favorite WOs from the past year:

  1. Week 1: Where it all began … who knew I’d be so dedicated to something? Even I surprise myself sometimes.
  2. Week 15: The redesign of WO brought a fun and colorful update to an otherwise perfect planJ.
  3. Week 41: Going back through weeks of favorites, this one was my absolute best. Spot-on, I say.
  4. Week 47: Panama and Costa Rica was far and away the most exciting of my travels this past year — what I’d give to go back right now.

From pugs and posters to styles and songs, it’s been one incredible year. Thanks for sticking through all the random ridiculousness!