I haven't lived in Minnesota in many years.
But, being around this much family (Brandes' and Krienke's) was LIFE GIVING for me.
This trip was a shot in the arm of everything that means something to me. I've been floating ever since.
|A casual arm over the shoulder of a cousin while she eats her dinner...I remember that, too. I swoon.|
Babies, babies and more babies. We're missing one in this picture....and I adored Mr.Sam, too.
Time together....bowling. Something we have NEVER done as a family, but a game that my Grandpa was amazing at. He was Bowler of the year in the 90's.
Me? Not so much. I don't love bowling. I don't love wearing other peoples shoes, but for the nostalgia, I was totally in. I bowled a 52. I'm obviously not lying about that.
The weekend was togetherness in true Krienke fashion.
Crazy, LOUD, rip roaring fun.
My cousin Faith planned a ton of Minute to Win It games for us.
There were times to savor.
Times to laugh.
And times to remember our shared past.
Minnesota is home, after all.
Everything in me knows it.