Seasons of Love

As it approaches the end of the 2nd year marking Paul's passing from his life on earth, I am often lifted up by listening to the beautiful words of the song from the musical Rent : Seasons of Love by Jonathan D. Larson

How Do You Measure a Life?

Lyrics | Rent lyrics - Seasons Of Love lyrics

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Cherish the LOVE you Have & Receive for/from those in Your own Seasons of Life.
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The Way We Were...

Just unpacked a few more boxes today...still about 125 to go :-(
But slowly and surely I'm getting there - should be able to start living in the house day to day by end of April.
One of the boxes held some books, one of which was my Senior Highschool Yearbook from 1965!!!

This Summer - the Class of 65 from Buffalo's Riverside Highschool is having their 45th Reunion. I haven't made up my mind yet if I'm going to make the trip back to Buffalo for that. It certainly was fun sharing the yr book with my grandkids and telling them stories about the ole days ;-)

Here's some pics I scanned in:
This is "ME"...minus 40lbs ago

I was in a class of 400+ baby boomers. I wasn't popular or with the "in" crowd by any means - but the 4 yrs weren't all bad. When I was a junior - I remember walking through the local Mall with a couple of girlfriends and glanced over to a guy walking along the other side of the Mall and knew he was in my school class as well, but didn't really know him. I told the girls how much I would really love to go to the Senior Prom with such a Cute Guy. Fast forward to the Spring of my Senior Yr...and the guy I had been seeing off an on - said he didn't want to go to the Prom at my school because he was already a freshman in College. So I asked another guy from another school who said he wasn't free that particular date. Then I found out that my off/on boyfriend WAS GOING TO THE PROM with another GIRL from my class!!!!!!!! I sat at my lunch table with a friend (Bonnie) and cried and cried. She said - well I think I can fix you up with a guy...and guess who it was...Mr Dreamboat from the Mall! :-) I couldn't believe that My Fantasy came TRUE!. My mom got me a beautiful pink / white dress and I felt like Cinderella (Pretty in Pink). I had the most wonderful evening and the next day we went to the beach. He actually had begun dating the gal that fixed us up, but she already had a Prom Date that she didn't want to change. So it worked out, that I could make my on/off again boyfriend jealous and he could make my friend a bit jealous too....such a good time we had that night ;-)

Here's a pic of Mr Dreamboat
he was very handsome in a Tux

This is my best friend (Marlyis) then and she still is now -
She lives in Buffalo and I miss her very much down here in Florida.

She introduced me to my sweet Paul in late May of 1965, 2 wks after the Prom. He at the time worked with her then fiance' and we doubled on a date. That's when "Our Story" began.
So...this is what happened: I did make the on/off boyfriend jealous on that Prom night and then 2 weeks later when I started seeing Paul - I stopped by on/off boyfriends house with "Paul" waiting out in his car while I returned something to the on/off guy...
I know not very nice of me, but what ya gonna do with a 18yr old's raging hormones, for Cute Blond guys. Paul and I dated for about 3wks when the on/off guy wants to get back with me. I tell Paul that I am going to go back to this guy and he say's OK...it was fun while it lasted. But then I find myself a couple weeks later, once again not trusting mr on/off and "I" break it off. I ask Marlyis if she thinks that Paul would ever go out with me again, she said she was a bit miffed at me at the way I was acting so - if I wanted to go out with Paul again - I would have to call him myself. I got up the courage and did just that...and 27 months later we got Married :-)

Here's what he wrote in my Yearbook late that summer of 65.

I sure am glad he signed that book...as I am very happy to think of him when I do open it now.

I can't believe it will be 2 yrs on April 19th since my sweet Paul passed away. The memories of The Way We Were are still...misty water colored...................

The Way We Were
Songwriters: Bergman, Alan;Bergman, Marilyn;Hamlisch, Marvin

Memories, light the corners of my mind
Misty watercolor memories of the way we were.

Scattered pictures of the smiles we left behind
smiles we give to one another
for the way we were.
Can it be that it was all so simple then
or has time rewritten every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again
tell me would we? Could we?
Memories, may be beautiful and yet
what's too painful to remember
we simply choose to forget
So it's the laughter we will remember
whenever we remember
the way we were.