The blessing...

Just started reading this book "The Blessing". I so relate to it. For so long you yearn to be accepted and loved by people...having a blessing from your parents help get you there...however, if your parents weren't and aren't christians...missing out on a blessing can sure have a harsh effect on you with your relationships with others...and acceptance of yourself...I so recommend the book.

Favorite childhood memory

We went to visit Ashley the other night. We started to talk about childhood memories. I asked her what was her favorite childhood memory. She just shrugged her sholders and that was the end of it. Two days later, I was sitting at work and I received an email from Ashley. Apparently she had been thinking about it. Here is her email below. IT MADE ME CRY. I feel loved.

I thought about it, and my best memory isn’t just one. It’s many. It’s the fact of waking up, and always knowing that you would be there to help me make my new adventure for my day. It was knowing that you would always kiss my cuts and boo boos. Knowing that you would take care of me, and having complete child like faith in you. My favorite part of being little was having you as a best friend to play barbies, house, Mary and Sarah, playdough, puzzles, movies, hide and seek, the park, lake, and whatever else we could come up with to do. Knowing that you would pick me up from school, and start making dinner.

Sneaking me out of bed to the back room to watch a lifetime movie I really had to see, when dad was asleep. Having lullabies sung to me when I couldn’t sleep. Going to mother neff pretending to be Indians. Going to grandma’s to swim, and eat Mexican food. Going on mommy daughter dates where it was just you and me. Eating chocolate pudding while watch PJ sparkles. Making you watch me react PJ sparkles for you. Making you watch all my dances that I made up. Making you do just about everything that needed an audience.

Playing Miss Boss Mama. Trying to get the ball away from Shorty. Taking Shorty for rides in the car. Having you there to calm me down when shorty go hit by the bus. I remember when I looked all over the house because you promised that if I found a dollar you would take me to the lake. And then when I did, you had to keep your promise. Playing Mermaids. You listening to my pointless chatter.

When we would play the “would you love me if I was” game. Going to church, and getting dressed in my dressed and big girl shoes. Going to Kiddieland. Whenever we would go to the doctor and I would get a shot, you would tell me you would beat up the nurse or get Grandma to sick them. Our trips with me you and Grandma to Mathis. How we made fun of how many dogs grandma would get each time she got a new one. How you would get crunk on teachers if they messed with your baby girl. How we would hide in the closet or pretend to be asleep when daddy came home from work.

You went to all of my school recitals. You never missed on. You ordered every school picture, yearbook, and phone directory. My first and last slumber party was all up to you to host. The first time you introduce me to silly puddy. How we always used to go to the Corner Store and got candy after school. When we got pickles, we both agreed speegleville store had the best, and I always had to measure the pickles to get the biggest one.

I remember a lot about my child hood. I miss it, and I miss the fun we used to have when I was little.

I love you

Ashley Hill

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A little behind....

I haven't posted anything for the month of JUNE. There has just been so much going on that I haven't even taken the time.

I find I am going to be a grandma in January of 2011. My daughter is pregnant. She has had some issues with urinary tract infection. Now that it is under control, I pray the rest of the pregnancy goes smoothly. I am thrilled but at the same time feel a little young to be a grandma. I'll get over it.

Chase has been going through potty training. He is doing a wonderful job. We have peeing down it is just getting him to poop.

Chad, my husband is good. He is busy as ever. It seems we stay on the move constantly. Work has picked up temporarily (I HOPE IT LAST OR EVEN GOES BACK TO NORMAL).

We got a new edition to the family. He is a little tom cat, named SPROUT> He is such a playful thing that he gets rather annoying at times. He doesn't mean to be rough but for goodness sakes..>He is a terrorist. He strikes when you least expect it!

My mom is doing ok. She has been diagnosed a couple of years back with Alzheimer's and dementia. She has good days and bad. She seems to have a whole different personality. More mild than anything. She loves to go garage selling although it can be confusing for her at times in dealing with money. I do help her but let her do most of the handling as to give her dignity.
She is still the best mom in the world that ANY kid would be lucky to have!

Well, this doesn't begin to cover all our happenings but it is a tidbit. Until next post..GOD BLESS

Irony! Local zoo complains about ANIMALS

I just read an article in the local paper. The local zoo is complaining about buzzards. The buzzards are tearing up one of their roofs. COMPLETELY not just in portions. So they have been granted $344,000 in funds to help solve this problem with a different material to maintain a good roof! Hmmmm...I guess they are a little buzzed off!

getting ready for graduation....

Excited cannot express the feelings I have inside. I am so proud and so full of emotion I fear I will make an idiot of myself. That is ok by me. Ashley has one meeting to attend on May 14 at Midway High School. Her graduation is on June 4th. What can I truly say?! I am proud.

What my Mom is to me

What my Mom is to me

The Bible says children are a gift from God and I know that this is true However, I must say that my mom to me is one of the greatest gifts God ever gave me. She is my gift, a treasure among treasures. She is a most prized gift that I now often admire. Because my gift showed me love, I now know how to give love to my children. Because my gift showed me affection, I now know how to hug my children and kiss their cheeks. Because my gift sacrificed to make certain that I had what I needed, I now know how to give willingly to ensure my children are taken care of. Because my gift gave me comfort, I now know how to hold my children and help them through their troubles. Because my gift fought furiously to protect me and although the outcome may not have been in her favor, I now know how to fight to protect my children and realize that the outcome may not be in my favor. Through the earlier years, I have taken advantage of my precious gift and took for granted that this gift would last forever. So many times, I neglected to handle my gift with love or thankfulness. For all that I received from my gift, I seemed to have just expected this gift to be there, ready and available. I never anticipated the wear of time that would take its toll on my gift. I never noticed the little wrinkles or faded parts on my gift while time passed. Now, as I look at my gift with renewed eyes, I know that I would never have been the person I am had I never received her. I just want to take a minute to say Lord, Thank you for my mom. Thank you for her life and all that she is. Thank you for allowing her to be my mom to be loved and to be lent to her. She taught me about you and your Son, Jesus. She taught me how to cry out to you and trust you in faith and prayer. She showed me with her life how a mother’s heart reached out to those who had no mother. She is an irreplaceable jewel to my heart. Lord, Thank you for my mom.

Friends From Alaska

Friends from Alaska…

A few years back, I had the pleasure of meeting the most wonderful people from Alaska, Connie and Doug VanWingerden. They are a marvelous couple with a terrific family. We had the pleasure of staying with them for a week. We did so many fun things and learned so much from them. They are such a true blessing to me. They took vacation time this April to pass through the southern states; they decided to make Waco one of their stops. We actually met for lunch at one of my favorite restaurants, Casa Ole. It was such a lovely visit and it was so good to see them. I told my friends they were such brave souls traveling the south during our severe weather time. She said “We didn’t know!” HAHA. I also had the opportunity in making a new friend. One of Connie’s internet friends, her name is Connie also. She drove down from Denton, originally from the St. Louis area, to see Connie and Doug. We had an amazing time. The trip was not without souvenirs. I also received jelly made from Alaska’s own berries. One flavor is Currant Jelly and Fireweed. It looks a lot like breakfast at home with toast or biscuits this weekend!