My little sister (over a decade younger than me) seems to have influence over me in many ways. Especially in the blogging world. She did a "thankful" post, so now I shall follow suit.
I am thankful for my husband. It's not always an easy road, this marriage thing, but he is committed to me and his love for me is real. I cannot imagine my life without him at the center of it.
My children. Each child of mine is adored more than I can express. Each is very different from the other yet still very much MY child.
A girl. I have a girl. It is an unbelievable experience that I thought I would never have. It is a treasure. She is a treasure.
My Mom. She is incredible. She is wise and strong and goofey and corny. I take after her in the way of the latter two. I have the best mom in the world.
My sisters. Sherri, Michele, Jamie... You have all made me a better person and loved and accepted me, no matter what. Jamie helps me get through each and everyday, processing with me via text, the benign and the bunk.
My friends, specifially Karen & Tonya. Always, always there for me.
I am thankful for people. Dad. I love my Dad. He always makes time for me and his grandchildren.
Bob. (my stepdad) He's my big teddy bear. I love being with him.
Dawn. (my stepmom) My other mom. There is so much love!!!!!!!!!
People. And my cats.
Sappy Thanksgiving!!!!!!!!!!
Dody
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Friday, November 12, 2010
The Best Mom in the Whole World
Happy Birthday Mom!
My kids tell me I’m the best mom in the whole world. I believe that they really think it is true, but I know the truth... My mom is the best mom in the whole world.
Starting from my earliest memory, my mom’s unconditional love has shone constant, like the sun on the brightest of days. She never backed down from discipline and always expected me to live up to the potential God instilled in me. She has modeled eternal priorities and has never been bashful about her true passion in life… Jesus.
We’ve endured things together. They’ve all been markedly harder for her than me, and I’ve watched her handle, with God’s strength and grace; betrayal & divorce, the early and unexpected death of her beloved father, court battles with my dad, financial hardship, job instability, the death of her first born daughter, the divorces of two other daughters… Yet she has never lost grasp of God’s joy in her.
She is my hero. Yes, she is a real person with many flaws and quirks, but she, aside from God, is most responsible for every good thing in me. My mom is the best mom in the whole world.
Happy Birthday Mom!
I love you with all my heart.
Dedo
My kids tell me I’m the best mom in the whole world. I believe that they really think it is true, but I know the truth... My mom is the best mom in the whole world.
Starting from my earliest memory, my mom’s unconditional love has shone constant, like the sun on the brightest of days. She never backed down from discipline and always expected me to live up to the potential God instilled in me. She has modeled eternal priorities and has never been bashful about her true passion in life… Jesus.
We’ve endured things together. They’ve all been markedly harder for her than me, and I’ve watched her handle, with God’s strength and grace; betrayal & divorce, the early and unexpected death of her beloved father, court battles with my dad, financial hardship, job instability, the death of her first born daughter, the divorces of two other daughters… Yet she has never lost grasp of God’s joy in her.
She is my hero. Yes, she is a real person with many flaws and quirks, but she, aside from God, is most responsible for every good thing in me. My mom is the best mom in the whole world.
Happy Birthday Mom!
I love you with all my heart.
Dedo
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Dinner or Leaf Pile?
(As previously required for me to express, sorry for major blogging drought. Party Foul!)
So, during the last two days, I was faced with the same decision, twice! Dinner or leaf pile? Both times, I chose leaf pile.
We have a huge maple tree in our backyard that drops leaves a bit late in the season. The kids wait and wait as they see nearly all the other leaves in our and surrounding counties succumb to the season and drop to the earth. They wait, and they watch our maple. In late October, it finally decides to let the leaves lighten to shades of yellow-ish green. To be honest, our first fall in this house, I felt whamboozled that my glorious maple only kinda-sorta embraces the leaf changing phenomenon by barely, whimpily and subtlely altering leaf pigmentation, then clinging to it's leaves until the freezing weather comes forcing me to clean up it's massive shedding while I get chilled to the bone. Talk about a party foul!
Anyway, I digress. The leaves have finally, mostly fallen. And, I guess I've unnecessarily complained about it being November when the leaves fall because it's actually been very mild here this year. So, two days in a row I was faced with the choice of making dinner for my family, or playing with them in the massive leaf pile. Both times I chose the later. Was there really much of a choice? I only really cook a dinner two or three a week if the family is lucky, once if they are not. So frozen pizza and Burger King it was.
So, during the last two days, I was faced with the same decision, twice! Dinner or leaf pile? Both times, I chose leaf pile. We have a huge maple tree in our backyard that drops leaves a bit late in the season. The kids wait and wait as they see nearly all the other leaves in our and surrounding counties succumb to the season and drop to the earth. They wait, and they watch our maple. In late October, it finally decides to let the leaves lighten to shades of yellow-ish green. To be honest, our first fall in this house, I felt whamboozled that my glorious maple only kinda-sorta embraces the leaf changing phenomenon by barely, whimpily and subtlely altering leaf pigmentation, then clinging to it's leaves until the freezing weather comes forcing me to clean up it's massive shedding while I get chilled to the bone. Talk about a party foul!
Anyway, I digress. The leaves have finally, mostly fallen. And, I guess I've unnecessarily complained about it being November when the leaves fall because it's actually been very mild here this year. So, two days in a row I was faced with the choice of making dinner for my family, or playing with them in the massive leaf pile. Both times I chose the later. Was there really much of a choice? I only really cook a dinner two or three a week if the family is lucky, once if they are not. So frozen pizza and Burger King it was. But you see, who cares? We got to do this...
and this...
I think I made the right decision.
I rest my case.
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