Not Enough White Space...

Despite a full day off from school for the girls yesterday, sleeping in this morning, and cancelling another commitment, there still hasn't been enough white space for the past two days...

There are lots of observations and even some photos, if I manage to go buy a card reader for the new sized photo card...and the events of the last two days included (this may make you tired, but amazingly I feel quite relaxed, because it was all fun!)

Taking the girls and a friend to have their hair done for the dance recital, swinging by the mall to buy earrings for the recital, a post recital munchi session at a local restaurant that was delish, but kept me up past my bedtime. There were lots of people I got to catch up with, and the best part was the coed table of sixth graders who had their own party...

The girls each had a friend over,we slept in (good thing, because two of them were up till four...) and then went to cheer leading tryouts at eleven. It started at nine, and wasn't a drop in between nine and noon thing, it was come the whole time from nine to noon. Whoops...

Howie left early to ride in a 75mile bike race and we are off momentarily to a wedding...whew!
Tianna has softball (social day besides) and a birthday party.

Pictures to follow, these are all the simple pleasures of life with family.
Peace.

Sadness About My Dad

I have had a couple of really sad days missing my dad.

I have been receiving some wonderful recollections about him, three which are really special since they are from family members who I haven't heard from in years. My dad had a first cousin Vivian, who I remember with tremendous joy. She lived in the DC area and my dad and she were always close.

Vivian had two kids, a son, Robert, and a daughter Susan. Susan is no longer living, but her two children, Marna and Ethan, who I still have old Christmas photos of are. And I received really special emails from all three of them (Now I am going to cry again...) Apparently my dad made quite an impression on them and influenced them all in the area of art. What a gift.

Well, Marna sent along some fabulous photos, one of my dad kicking up his heels in the air while dancing back in 1951. He loved to dance. It is a marvelous photo. When I can get it saved separately I will post it. I sent it along to the people planning his memorial service. It just captures him so well.

There are other issues relating to my dad that also bring me much sadness. The individuals managing my dad's website have not contacted the family for information related to a tribute to him, yet have written information that reads as if they are the family spokespeople.

There is information which is incorrect, including the date of my dad's death.
There will be a memorial service at FIT on the 29th of April, and a scholarship fund is being established in his memory.

There is more, but that is for another day.

Please be sure to share your love with those you love who are still living. It is so important.

Peace.

For people interested in remembering my dad with a charitable donation, there is a scholarship fund being set up at Fashion Institute of Technology.