Why We Need "Chili Dog" MomentsWednesday, July 15, 2015
I am pulling my favorite posts and old photographs and combining them into new content for this page. It helps to generate posts faster so I can continue soaking up the Summertime from out of doors. Once it gets colder, there will be a lot more new content, and lots of adventures from Summertime!
During this hunt, I stumbled onto these photos and had to share them.
In December of 2013, a bunch of us siblings were together with my parents in Las Vegas. (A post of our hijinks is still to come, but this one is simpler.) My husband and I were driving my little brothers to dinner with the whole family. We all had to be in tons of cars since there were 24 of us -- siblings, nieces, nephew, grandparents, and parents. My little brothers were just shy of 18, seniors in high school, with the whole world ahead of them, and the heavy emotions of our final Christmas with Mom on the table.
I think the highlight of that weekend was when Mom (who hadn't been able to tolerate most foods for the whole year due to intensive radiation, two brain surgeries, and chemo) decided she wanted a chili dog with the rest of the kids, and declared that her chili dog was the best she'd ever had, and wanted seconds.
I don't think I'll ever forget the beautiful moments of life, when despite all the pain that you know is coming, you are able to smile, breathe deeply, and thank God for chili dogs.