A few days ago, I posted a blog about my afternoon in Old Snohomish with Ben and Emily. I mentioned the Pilchuck Drive In, a deux-chevaux, the Queen Bee. . . are you remembering now? If not, just click on the word "blog" in the first sentence and it will take you there and allow you to re-read it.
Did you finish reading it? Good. Moving along.
I sent the link to my friend, Fern, that I referenced in the last sentence because I don't if she reads my blog regularly or not and I thought she needed to know about my jealousy. Confession is good for the soul. (Again, if you don't know what I'm saying, GO READ THE PREVIOUS BLOG ALREADY!)
This is her response by e-mail and I don't think she'll mind my sharing it:
I am blessed to call you my friend! THANK YOU for sharing your 'shout-out' with me! I, too, have created some fabulous memories in Old Snohomish. . .and not just the ones I have growing up here, but with my kids! Reading about your day. . .reminded me of mine. . .and that was great, because although my day in Old Snohomish was nothing like yours, it was a great, amazing time spent with my babies! It made me smile from the inside out remembering it! And what I also loved, was knowing that in 7 or 8 years, they will still be able to have a great time with me! And I think Pilchuck Drive in has GREAT burgers! How about you?!
Little story. . .about 100 years ago, when I was 6 ½ years old, my dad called us girls home from the neighbors (I can still hear my mom calling my name!) and he loaded us all in the car. We were living in Marysville at the time, and off he took us to Snohomish, to look at the home he bought that night: the house that we grew up in and they still live in! And it was the first time we ate at the Pilchuck Drive In!!
Oh, and that moon! I so get what you said about the picture not doing it justice! There are days I come over the hill, see the blue sky behind those white mountains, sometimes tinged pink with the setting sun, and it literally takes my breath away! The natural beauties we enjoy… does it make your mind kind of boggle over the greatness of God's power and ability?!
Life is measured not in the number of breaths we take, but in the number of moments that take our breath away.