A Memory from The Engbloms

Sarah, you had also asked for a memory and among one of my favorites was when we lived in New Mexico and I was sitting in our dining room feeding Ella and heard crashing outside.  I looked out our window only to see Pete sitting on the ground laughing and Mark running among all the cacti and thorny bushes with Magnus close behind him.   Pete was flying our kite - which is one we bought when we lived in Oregon to fly on the coast – it is huge and has a big sharp point on the end.  Pete was trying to hit Mark with it.  The two of them spent about an hour laughing and dodging this kite, taking turns trying to take the other one out.  They were like little kids who had invented this game that honestly made no sense to me at all.  I can still see them and hear them laughing.

As the sun started to set they finally came in for dinner and took time pulling all the cactus twines out of their shoes, clothes and Magnus and talked over who had been better at aiming and the best duck and weaving techniques.  Mark brought out a part of Pete that was crazy and I miss it.  I got a small glimpse of it when we joined a group of friends a few years back to ski in Colorado.  I remember Sarah asking Pete to take her to the top of the mountain like they used to with Mark.  Pete’s eyes and face lit up in a way that I haven’t seen since Mark was by his side.  Thank you Sarah and John and Vicky for sharing Mark with us.  Thank you, thank you, thank you.