Friday, April 27, 2007
Oh, Dylan! You've made it!
Looks like he's been practicing how many three is as he's showing grandpa how old he is now. His 'three' kind of looks like grandpa's right hand all the time tho with that pinky stuck in a curved position. Hopefully we'll get to really celebrate his and Raegan's birthday together with a trip to the Omaha zoo in May. Raegan's birthday is the 12th of May so it would make a great event to combine the two celebrations together. Nothing like a little sugar and zoo animals to keep a kid going, huh? (and grandma)
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Watch out, she's got scissors!
Bill and Shawna went shopping so I got the kids for the morning while working in the yard. Our backdoor neighbors were out also building a new shed so Raegan and Dylan went to play with them and had a ball. But look what the two shoppers ended up bringing home! And just how long did it take them to put all those candles on it? I have to tell you tho that I had talked to Season the day before and she had two orders for cakes this weekend and said she wouldn't be making mine this year for lack of time. I was incredibly sad, as hers are the best cakes ever, AND the most beautiful! (Check out my 'Paper Trail' blog to get a small glimpse of what she has done in the past. I need to catch up putting her portfolio together for her. They are astounding cakes.) So Bill and Shawna felt sorry for me and bought a monster cake! It meant a lot. Silly me.
So back out shopping Bill and Shawna go, kids and I decide a little rest was in order. All of the sudden we heard a thud upstairs and I just knew it was Jack jumping down off of something. And yep, the kids and I found that he'd gotten on the table, impatient to get at the cake himself. Here he is with a black beard and the hunk of cake that should have made him sick. But thankfully it didn't. His name fits him. :)
When they were done shopping again, it was time to blow out some candles, and I was tired of working outside anyway. Raegan helped me try to blow out the Great Chicago fire on my cake!
Of course, Dylan had his cake after dinner and being the very neat child that he is, here's the aftermath of his experience! Looks rather scary, but he must have liked it a lot.
And here is Bill and Raegan enjoying the birthday present they got me for the back patio - a much needed bistro set since our other one was falling apart from use. Simply beautiful guys!
Season's day was busy with cakes, but she found the time to call and leave me a singing message and my friends Jeff & Sue stopped over to offer chocolate brownies and 'goop' (it's the best). It was a wonderful day and could NOT have asked for better!
Saturday, April 14, 2007
This is just a scan of the photo mom had hanging in her room at the Villa and the broach is a photo of the real deal, which I look at and enjoy more often than you'd realize.
This is a beginning to a heritage album that I hope my own family will someday enjoy. Think I'll get it done in my lifetime? Boy, not at this rate! But I will try my best. Keep watching, there may be a photo of you all popping up on a page that you'd forgotten all about.
For mom and dad.......... I miss you.
Here's the biggie of the night - Hunter's first 2-wheeler bicycle from his folks. Talk about a sweet bike, this guy is going to be riding in style.
Sunday, April 08, 2007
Thursday, April 05, 2007
A few summers ago I was able to plant my favorite tree, a willow, in the backyard. A willow tree of my own had been a dream of mine, reminding me of my childhood when I could see a row of them out my front picture window every day and of walking hand in hand with my dad alongside them on our way to church on Sundays. But at the time my own willow tree was to be planted, the main function was to eventually use it for privacy reasons. The landscaper and I talked at great length on where is should be placed. So we decided on a spot where sunshine and water would nurture it every day. There was only one drawback to the area - the whirlwinds that would come around the corner of the house and play havoc with it's pliable trunk and branches.
I quickly came to realize that just because the tree was much taller and bigger than I was, it was still so young in many ways. 'Willow' wouldn't give in to the elements that could have destroyed him. He learned to bend and not break; to sway and not crack; to hold on with his roots and not topple over. Our neighbors were worried he wouldn’t make it as they would see him bend over almost in half at times. It wasn't until the summer of ’05 that Willow became strong, thick with dark brown bark replacing the greenish-yellow of its youth. He became a steady tree, so full and lush with leaves. Willow had weathered those dark winter winds and summers of scorching heat with a strength that you could almost touch.
Willow has imitated his owner's life - me.
Soon after Willow came to live at my house, my only son, Tyler, was taken from me in a tragic accident. Ty would tease me about Willow and ask why I would want such a weak tree in my yard, warning me that the poor sapling would never make it where it was planted. So maybe Willow could feel there was a new challenge given to him, more than just his nature’s call.
So after losing Ty, I felt an overwhelming urgency to act strong and continue on no matter what, and found I was paralleling the life of young Willow. The winds of life were playing havoc with my heart and most heavily, my spirit. I merely existed, ending up bending and swaying with whatever blew in or around my life and accepting it all without as much as a thought about what was truly happening. I did not break, I did not crack….on the outside. But as time went on I felt weak in my spirit, lost my love of life, put aside my convictions, and yes just like Willow, the neighbors were afraid I would break from my personal storm.
As Willow had been placed in a new area, green and inexperienced in his new life - so had I. He had the basics of survival and so did I. But the turning point was when I saw him mature in his strength and prowess and realized he was telling me his facts of life; a life of strength, of beauty, of standing on firm ground and taking root in what is good and right. He found his way through all those difficult times to be strong. I have found my way through a sorrow that cannot be described to a strength I had not known before. He taught me to go deep, to look at Who made me and why, as he does. That there are reasons to be strong and go on with a life that will give my Master joy, as he does.
I have a true and steadfast friend in Willow. I know someday we must part, but the lessons he has taught my life and my heart will not be forgotten and I hope to teach or show others this: That there is Strength to be had, to be found, to accept and grab on to with both hands, and most importantly to live for. I am so thankful I’ve been reminded of the Living Water I need and the Son shine in my own life, in my core, in my roots.
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
That a young life was spared yesterday
Black ice on a cold Nebraska highway
Could have meant the end of a vibrant life
A young woman, a wife and mom
Off on a delivery with many miles between
Cassie's life was spared when her truck and
Trailer hit the ice and rolled - over and over
Her children still have their mom and
Her husband - a wife
It's a day of celebration and thankfulness.
Cassie was a friend of Tyler's in their high school years. She is still dear to our hearts.