This. This is what love looks like. Two people, a father and a daughter, engrossed in each other as if no one else were in the room. One shrouded in pride as he embraces the embodiment of all of his life’s lessons and selfless sacrifices, and the other feeling safe, strong and beautiful, ready to […]
When my sisters and I were kids, we didn’t bond over much. We had very different interests, were just far part enough in age to not share friends, and had a healthy case of general sibling rivalry. We did however, all love music. In the early 80’s when Member’s Only jackets were in style and […]
Judy Lynn Robinet Pisello, 50, of Winter Park, Florida, passed away peacefully at home in the arms of family on Sunday, October 8, 2017. Judy was born on January 14, 1967 in Lapeer, Michigan and moved to Vero Beach, FL with her family at age 13. A graduate of Vero Beach High School and the […]
I haven’t visited this blog in a very long time, perhaps since my beautiful sister became ill… I look forward to adding stories which highlight the good memories in hopes of bringing smiles back to the faces of friends and family. if you have stories you would like to share about my sister or someone […]
Long before Daddy left us, I started making efforts to savor my moments with him. We lived so far apart, and our in-person visits were too few. For several years, each time I left him I’d pause to memorize his face, his smell, all of it. I was so afraid that each time I saw […]
When I started this blog, it was not my intention to fill it with recipes, but rather memories of a great man that I could later share with my son. Well, it turns out that many of my memories are tied to food, or at least certain foods and flavors remind me of Daddy. One […]
What is it that can take you back to your childhood? Maybe it is a particular smell, a song, or perhaps seeing someone who resembles a person from your past. For me there are a handful of things, but some of my Dad’s favorite dishes take the cake (no pun intended). October 1st was Dad’s […]
On October first I shared a post on Facebook for my Father’s birthday; I should have also shared it here: Happy Birthday, Daddy! Today is my Dad’s birthday, so I’ll be making his favorite cake, his famous scalloped potato dish, and working on my kitchen project. Here are some updated photos 🙂
It’s funny how my sisters and I are told by various people that we could be twins, or that we look nothing alike. I often see my Dad in Jack’s face, and I thought I saw my own as well until my sister, Judy resurfaced this picture. I had never seen it. The picture was […]
Dear friends and family of Joan Robinet (Lay), Please share your photos and stories so that I may create a keepsake for Joan’s son, Ethan. It would mean the world. Also, a college fund has been established for Ethan. We would like to continue to support his future the way Joanie would have liked to. […]
Life gets busy. I haven’t written in a while, simply because I haven’t had the time or emotional strength to pour my heart out and onto a keyboard. I’ve been thinking of my Dad quite a bit, but frankly, I’m glad he’s not here. Over the last several weeks when I would normally miss (and then write […]
When I was little, we lived in Michigan, way out in the country. Dad had a huge garden and grew all sorts of vegetables. It was fun to help him pick the beans or pull carrots out of the ground, but my favorite plant was the rhubarb bush on the side of the house. All […]
Do you recognize little bits of someone you’ve lost in yourself or in someone else? My two year old son, Jack, reminds me more of my father each day in funny little ways that always make me smile. Sure, he has my father’s hazel eyes, and the shape of his face is my Dad’s, but […]
What happens when you lose the one person who makes you feel anchored, who makes you feel a sense of worth, who makes you feel like you matter? How do you fill that space when suddenly you feel lost and invisible? Although loss is a part of life that eventually we all experience, there is […]
It’s been just over a year since my father passed. People who tell you that time heals,…well…maybe I haven’t let enough of it go by to make a fair assessment. I find myself missing him more than less each day, and have very few people to share my pain with. My sister aches for him […]
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