Today's guest post was written by my dear blogging friend Micaela. She always wears her heart on her sleeve, this girl, and is just the sweetest person you could hope to meet (and one day, I really do hope to meet her!) Be sure to visit her blog and get to know her. You'll love her, I promise! Thanks, M, for writing this...
Hello sweet readers of Pughs' News! It’s Micaela here of Dolce Vita happily keeping you company while our Erin is enjoying a much-awaited trip to England with her darling boys (which includes Alan!). I am SO HAPPY for them to get to spend time with their family and jealous she gets to meet Cassie! I can’t wait to hear about that beautiful blog meet up!
I was very honored to be asked to guest post while she’s away.
She asked us to share with you lovies a favorite summer vacation memory. I instantly thought of one place: GRACELAND.
Sure it isn’t London or even Italy (my heaven on earth) but it was a HUGE life list of mine checked off last summer when my darling fiancé surprised me on our road trip home from meeting his parents in Virginia.
It was very well the surprise of a lifetime.
I am the girl who wrote my high school thesis on Elvis Presley. When I hear “Return to Sender” I HAVE to sing along and think of my Momma because it’s our song. If you haven’t read “Elvis and Me” by Priscilla you must. This love for the King was given to me by my Mom who grew up pretty poor in the Philippines but would always save her lunch money when a new Elvis film was out. It’s a love she passed on to me, something we share. When I moved to Virginia in January to be with my fiancé, my Momma gave me her VHS Elvis collection. I realize VCRS are hardly around these days, but to me this perfect Elvis video collection is an heirloom I want to one day pass on to my daughter.
When I hear “Return to Sender,” I think of my Momma and the teenage girl she was, long before I was even in her life, adoring the one and only Elvis in his glory. It is why when I stood in front of Graceland last summer I had felt like I had made it! Like a dream of ours was coming true… I only wish my Momma was with me to experience it.
It is why when I stood in front of Graceland last summer I had felt like I had made it! Like a dream of ours was coming true… I only wish my Momma was with me to experience it.