• Family,  Helping Others,  Play,  Relationships,  The Adult Years

    The Three Amigos

    This was a fun picture to find and I love it.  I may have to print this to frame.  I have always heard the stories bantered back and forth when my Aunt and Dad got together and started reminiscing about their younger days.  They were close in age and had a lot of the same friends.  I always marveled at their relationship from that time because as an adult, I only saw their relationship after it had deteriorated, and become contentious.  There was a feeling of superiority from my aunt to my dad and I saw her treat him with disdain and a condescending attitude more often than not. So,…

  • Childhood,  Family

    If you had been able to choose, would you have wanted to be an only child or part of a large family?

    Family dynamics can sometimes be difficult – if you had been able to choose, and aren’t an only child already, would you have wanted to be one – or to be part of a large family instead? I loved having both a sister and a brother.  I was smack dab in the middle. I can honestly say I’ve never considered anything else – more kids or less. I believe that I would have been extremely lonely over the years – my siblings have been there since the beginning – they know all about you – your family values /history and while there have been times that we have disagreed, we…

  • Travel

    When a vacation ends, are you happy to go home or sad it is ending?

    People are usually heading out on vacations with huge smiles on their faces and a pep in their step.  But what about coming home?  Are you looking forward to home? Or sad to leave? I am actually writing this blog post on the plane on the way home from a two-week vacation in Florida and I can say that I am feeling somewhat bittersweet. I am sad to leave my grandkids – always seems too short when I have to say goodbye to them. I am excited to get back to my camper on the weekends, I miss that little home that I can call my own. I am going…

  • Childhood,  Family,  Hobbies

    Who do you remember as the best storyteller in your family?

    Storytelling. A way of sharing and interpreting experiences. We all tell stories in one way or another, here at Leaving A Life Legacy – we do it weekly. Today we would like to know, did/do you have a favorite family storyteller? As a kid, I can remember my grandfather, who we lovingly called Pop Pop telling stories all the time.  And if we were staying there overnight, we would all gather in the living room and while we played with dolls on the floor, Pop Pop would read out loud whatever book it was that they were in the middle of.  The sound of his voice was very calming and…

  • Family,  Self,  Self Reflection

    What decade of life have you most enjoyed?

    Decades of a century.Decades of a personal life.We are talking about decades this week and more specifically, which decade of life have you most enjoyed?Let’s see what Pam and Ellen have picked. Funny thing is that as I reflect back on the different decades of my personal life, I am also thinking about how the decade of that particular century influenced my life too. There are lots of words rambling about in my noggin regarding each set of years but rather than get philosophical on this question, I will save all those thoughts for a different post.  Instead, I will focus on the century decade of the 1980’s which aligned…

  • Family,  Friendship,  Helping Others,  Uncategorized

    Have you ever called a friend in the wee hours of the morning to help with a problem?

    Having a problem in the middle of the night, this has happened to all of us. But have you ever called a friend for help ?  Let’s see what Pam and Ellen say about this one. The only time I can remember calling someone in the middle of the night for help was when I was in labor.  I honestly can’t remember any other problem that could not wait for morning. However, I have been on the other end of the phone when people were in trouble and either needed my shoulder to lean on or needed for me to go to them for help.  Each time, luckily, I heard…

  • Family,  Friendship,  Helping Others,  Relationships

    We are back……

    Life changes in an instant. 2019 taught us that in a big way and we went into a blog hiatus for a few months. 2020 brought all sorts of new challenges and once again threw us a huge curveball.  More directly, it threw Ellen the curveball when a car crossed the middle line and hit the car she was driving head on.    Life changes in an instant. A moment which is then suspended in time. Out of respect for Ellen and what she has and is still going through, we took a six-month blog break.  Today marks the end of that break and we thought we might bring you…

  • Childhood,  Family,  Relationships

    What pictures come to mind when you think of playing with your siblings?

    Siblings.   Spending time together. Do you remember what you used to do with your siblings? Pam and Ellen talk about growing up together and time spent with their brother Craig. I grew up with two siblings – my brother Craig, who was eleven years older than I and my sister Ellen who was almost four years younger.  Because of the age differences, I have very different memories with each. With Ellen, there were countless hours of playing house.  Part of our playroom was adorned with baby beds, changing tables and tons of baby clothes.  We had outside baby carriages too – large real baby prams that held many dolls each…

  • Relationships

    Describe your family dynamic.

    Wondering if we describe the same family differently?Click our folders below to find out. And what about your family? Care to share in comments below? The family I grew up in was relatively small. Mom, Dad – three kids. Brudder, me, sister; in that order. Dad worked outside of the house – he was in sales, he sold insurance when we were younger. He had long days and would arrive home usually around 8 pm or later. Mom worked as a virtual assistant when we were young.  There were many days I’d hear the click/clack of her typewriter when I got home from school.  And I remember helping with more than…