{"id":167,"date":"2019-01-01T13:29:00","date_gmt":"2019-01-01T13:29:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2019\/01\/01\/golden-moments-9\/"},"modified":"2020-10-26T22:57:53","modified_gmt":"2020-10-26T22:57:53","slug":"golden-moments-9","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2019\/01\/01\/golden-moments-9\/","title":{"rendered":"Golden Moments #9"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I haven’t written one of these posts in a very long time. Life has been more than a bit stressful lately and the golden moments have been few and far between. However, I am sure they exist even if they are buried under a heap of everyday annoyances.<\/p>\n

My daughter and I went for a walk yesterday afternoon. It was quiet and peaceful and we chatted the whole way. She is 13 now and it is fascinating to see her grow up and to be able to have real, grown-up conversations with her. The photo at the top of this post was taken on our walk.<\/p>\n

My husband is still out of work since his motorcycle accident but he has come a long way in his recovery and is able to enjoy life a bit now. It is so nice to have him around more and I will be sad when he goes back to his stressful job. One day last week we went out to lunch, wandered around the mall, and went to the bookstore. It was not really anything wildly exciting but it was wonderful to be doing together the things we used to take for granted before his accident. Of course, he was exhausted when we got home and had to take a nap but that is okay.<\/p>\n

My daughter and I spent the afternoon with one of my oldest friends. We chatted and she taught us how to make jewelry. It made me happy to see how well they get along. I joke that my daughter should really belong to my friend since they have a shared love of animals and very similar personalities.<\/p>\n

Another old friend of ours, who lives almost 1000 miles away, called the other night. We don’t talk that often but when we do it is like we saw each other yesterday. Friends like that are special.<\/p>\n

I mentioned on Instagram that I was looking for a copy of North and South <\/i>by Elizabeth Gaskell. Maureen, from @finepreserversbooks<\/a>, saw my post and messaged me saying she had a copy I could have. She popped it in the mail and it showed up the other day. People can be very kind.<\/p>\n

We have spent several evenings lately playing board games as a family. Not all the games are ones I would choose (my son’s Star Wars obsession comes to mind) but I love the family time and the fact that our teenagers are still willing to have fun with us.<\/p>\n

I got this far in writing this post and then left it to finish in the morning which was probably a bad idea because this was definitely not a golden day. My car is in the shop for the second time in ten days because of a software update that was supposed to fix a problem and has caused nothing but problems. I woke up with a horrible, drippy cold, no cold medicine in the house, and no car to go get some. Also no groceries in the house. Add in an unending mound of laundry, a disappointed daughter who wanted to go see Mary Poppins Returns, and rain–again–and well, I think we should just call it a day and a year. Hopefully, there will be more golden moments and days next year.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I haven’t written one of these posts in a very long time. Life has been more than a bit stressful lately and the golden moments have been few and far between. However, I am sure they exist even if they are buried under a heap of everyday annoyances. My daughter and I went for a walk yesterday afternoon. It was quiet and peaceful and we chatted the whole way. She is 13 now and it is fascinating to see her grow up and to be able to have real, grown-up conversations with her. The photo at the top of this post was taken on our walk. My husband is still out of work since his motorcycle accident but he has come a long way in his recovery and is able to enjoy life a bit now. It is so nice to have him around more and I will be sad when he goes back to his stressful job. One day last week we went out to lunch, wandered around the mall, and went to the bookstore. It was not really anything wildly exciting but it was wonderful to be doing together the things we used to take for granted before his accident. Of course, he was exhausted when we got home and had to take a nap but that is okay. My daughter and I spent the afternoon with one of my oldest friends. We chatted and she taught us how to make jewelry. It made me happy to see how well they get along. I joke that my daughter should really belong to my friend since they have a shared love of animals and very similar personalities. Another old friend of ours, who lives almost 1000 miles away, called the other night. We don’t talk that often but when we do it is like we saw each other yesterday. Friends like that are special. I mentioned on Instagram that I was looking for a copy of North and South by Elizabeth Gaskell. Maureen, from @finepreserversbooks, saw my post and messaged me saying she had a copy I could have. She popped it in the mail and it showed up the other day. People can be very kind. We have spent several evenings lately playing board games as a family. Not all the games are ones I would choose (my son’s Star Wars obsession comes to mind) but I love the family time and the fact that our teenagers are still willing to have fun with us. I got this far in writing this post and then left it to finish in the morning which was probably a bad idea because this was definitely not a golden day. My car is in the shop for the second time in ten days because of a software update that was supposed to fix a problem and has caused nothing but problems. I woke up with a horrible, drippy cold, no cold medicine in the house, and no car to go get some. Also no groceries in the house. Add in an unending mound of laundry, a disappointed daughter who wanted to go see Mary Poppins Returns, and rain–again–and well, I think we should just call it a day and a year. Hopefully, there will be more golden moments and days next year.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1501,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-167","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-golden-moments"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/167","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=167"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/167\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2630,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/167\/revisions\/2630"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1501"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=167"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=167"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=167"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}