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Philadelphia Freedom

It has been a hectic week since I last posted. It seems that the days have picked up speed and gotten away from me.

My husband and I spent a wonderful overnight in my favorite city, Philadelphia, and we are due back this weekend to celebrate our first married anniversary.

This last trip, we attended a Murder Mystery Play in Laurel Hill Cemetery hosted by the Friends of Laurel Hill. It was a fun experience following the actors through the tea-light filled gravestones. It brought the story to life in a new way and made the taphophille in me quiet happy. It also showcased some of the beautiful statuary and though evening time, how peaceful and beautiful Laurel Hill is.

I have always said that the best place to find art, history, and interesting names is within historic memorial parks. This time was no different and I found three relatively unusual names to tuck away for the future.

After relaying the experience to my mother and sharing some of the photos I was able to take of the momuments, she is eager to go and explore.

Laurel Hill  for those that don’t know is located just past Boathouse Row in Philadelphia on Ridge Avenue. Laurel Hill Cemetery “was founded to provide a picturesque location well outside the city; that had no religious affiliation; and could provide a permanent burial space for the dead in a restful and tranquil setting”.

Friends of Laurel Hill was founded in 1978 “to assist the Laurel Hill Cemetery Company in preserving and promoting the historical character of Laurel Hill. In addition to developing and implementing educational programs at the Cemetery, the Friends sponsor special events, including Laurel Hill’s famous Halloween festivities, and offer both public and private tours of the site, often in collaboration with local schools, nonprofit groups, and historical organizations.”

To learn more, view upcoming events and to view additional photos, please check out their website: Laurel Hill Cemetery.



Sunday Morning

Morning. Sitting here with my mug of steaming coffee amidst sounds of doggie-snores.

Yesterday, we received our garage key code at the condo-complex we reside – so today after tutoring will be a big clear out and organization of our home. I am so thankful for the extra space, and for the ability to reclaim a room in our home that has, for the past two months, been used exclusively as storage. My plan for the room is to transform it into a guest room/home office – a place where I can check my email and my friends who travel to visit can spend the night. Though, knowing Madeline (my Rhodesian) she will consider it her space in no time at all.

I am so excited for the tail-end of this week. On Friday, the hubby and I are headed to Philadelphia as part of my birthday present this year. He purchased tickets to a murder mystery at Laurel Hill Cemetery – and I am so excited for it. I lived in Philadelphia for the better part of six years, and it will always be a place I consider home.

Laurel Hill Cemetery for those who don’t know, is an absolutely gorgeous property. Within it is a large lush garden, sculptures and other art installations, and beautiful views of the Schuylkill and city. In addition to the these fun evenings (murder mysteries, ghost tours, concerts, etc.) The friends of Laurel Hill host 5k Runs for Fundraising and Host a “Gravediggers Ball”. It is truly a unique and interesting bit of history and is home to the final resting place of many of Philadelphia/U.S.’s wealthiest families.



So this is 30…

I am finally finding myself in a quiet space this morning. It finally feels like Autumn (my favorite season), it is the first day of October and I have a huge cup of coffee beside me.
My dog-daughter Madeline is softly snoring on the couch, and I have nowhere to be until much later tonight. It is delightful.

Last night, I rang in my birthday with my wonderful husband by my side and instead of having the knee-jerk reaction of “oh God, I am thirty”, I had a completely different reaction, “wow, I have a brand new decade ahead to accomplish so many more of my goals and dreams”. When I woke up this morning, I decided it was time to re-start a personal blog. I have been having the itch for a while and what better time then to start then right at the beginning of a fresh chapter of life.

I have always found writing tremendously cathartic and I have built and maintained several “specialty blog” over the past few years, but my last personal blog ended when I turned 23 and opendiary shut its proverbial doors. I am hoping that this space becomes just as familiar and cherished. I miss daily posting, even if it was only an image or a few lines. I am so thankful I have printouts of certain entries from college years, as it helps me relive the smaller, quieter moments.

My mother has always made me take a photo each year to document my birthday. Last night was no different. As I snapped a quick selfie in the car on the way to dinner, I was actually happy with the result. Granted, I have a goal this year of working on my health and taking more serious efforts to combat daily stress (these past three years I have found my health ranking last on my priority list and it has caught up with me) but the woman smiling back at me from my phone screen was just that – a woman, fully grown, somewhat comfortable in her own skin and ready to embrace what is ahead. I felt proud of myself, and I am sure as this blog fleshes out it will become more apparent why. I made it through that decade of horrible growing pains, of life lessons and set backs and restarts and I did so with minimal scaring. I made it through.

The forecast is predicting rain for the next several days and I for one am thrilled. There is nothing like that foggy, drizzly, misty atmosphere coupled with cooler temperatures and fall colors to make someone truly appreciate living in a place with seasons.

I started a book club a few weeks ago and our first meeting is on the 17th, so with the rest of my quiet time today, I think I am going to make a dent in our selected novel, “The Dime Museum Murders” by Daniel Stashower.


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