And I’m off! On my way to see this little guy walk in person!
I’ve seen it on video, and now I get to see the real thing! I can hardly wait!
Looking forward to a good week-end with my daughter, son-in-law and that amazing little grand son!
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My 2012 in pictures. A year full of new places and adventures! I am so blessed by the love and care of a wonderful husband, and an amazing family. I am looking forward to 2013, with hope in my heart, and a sincere desire to find the bright spot in each new day.
3 Gifts Remembering…
There are a lot of things that I don’t remember….sometimes, my memory just isn’t the best one around. But thankfully, there are things in life that are exactly what I need to help me remember, and for those things in life, I am truly thankful.
1. The clever little pill-box, aids me in remembering to take my pills every day of the week. ( It also comes in handy for remembering what day of the week it actually is! :))
2. Visiting the Golden Gate bridge, and remembering the phone call from my daughter the night she got engaged.
3. Remembering the good times I have hanging out with my very best friend!
I am so very thankful for him!
A few weeks a go I was feeling a little overwhelmed by Christmas, and all of the events that would take place in the month of December.
I was determined to not let it get the best of me, so I gave myself a few goals.
My goals were to relax and enjoy each moment of the season. Celebrate time-honored traditions, reflect on the special family memories, and be willing to make new ones!
No two Christmas’ are ever alike, and this year was no exception!
I spent Christmas Eve and Christmas Morning with my very best friend. We went to the Hotel Del Coronado to see the huge Christmas tree, one of our time-honored traditions!
We had good conversation and a great dinner at a quaint little restaurant. We laughed, we looked at the lights, we wrapped presents, and drank coffee together.
On Christmas morning, we exchanged a few, very special gifts. Gifts that we will treasure because of the love and the thought that was put into giving them.
I also learned a very valuable lesson, and it was probably my best gift of the year.
I learned that sometimes the unplanned events and moments can be the very best moments of all! The month was filled with these moments, Christmas day included.
I wasn’t able to be with my own kids at Christmas, but I did get to hear their voice, and the voice of my grandkids. An unplanned moment, and priceless gift indeed!
The afternoon was spent with my best friend, my mom, my niece and her husband. The plan for the day had always included lunch with my mom, but the bonus was my niece and her husband. They were a much welcomed, surprise visit! Another unplanned moment. I was able to celebrate Christmas with my sister’s daughter. I know she really would have liked that a lot, and that makes me happy.
It was great to spend time together, talking and laughing, and enjoying the comfort and love of family.
And…I also met my goal!
In fact, I think this Christmas is going to hold a very fond memory for me. I’m glad I gave myself these goals. Especially the goal to try and enjoy each moment, because the moments, both planned and unplanned, were good, and I really did enjoy this Christmas!
A perfect ending to beautiful day! Mission accomplished!
This time last week I was traveling north to be with my daughter and her husband, to celebrate the 1st birthday of our youngest grandson. A sweet little blue-eyed boy, with a sparkle in his eyes, and the infectious belly laugh of a one year old.
Happy Birthday, little guy! I love you so much!
This time last week, 26 lives were ripped from this world in a horrific shooting at a grade school in Newtown CT. The lives of mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers, grandmas and grandpas, were changed in ways that I can’t even imagine. Changed in a way I don’t want to imagine, because it should never have to be imagined. It just shouldn’t be.
The extreme contrast of the two did not go unnoticed by anyone in my family. Our event was to celebrate a life, a milestone. In Newtown, they were mourning. It was a tragedy. Plain and simple, as there is just no other way to describe it.
My heart, it is so full. It’s full and overflowing with the memories of the week-end, and struggling with the wide range of emotions. The sorrow for the families who are in so much pain. The blessing of a wonderful husband, the gift of amazing children, and the joy of precious grandchildren.
I feel a little like Mary right now, “pondering all these things in my heart“. It was a very special moment in my life. Our time together as a family was full of laughter, and hugs, and smiles. In Newtown, there are only hugs and tears.
And once again I am made aware of life and its brevity. How abruptly it can end, and how important it is to cherish my family each moment that we have together. I am reminded by the powerful message of the inability to control, and I am overwhelmed by the security and knowledge that we are all in the Hands of God.
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The delicate touch of a mother’s kiss….the delicate hands of a newborn baby. Life is precious.
December 10, 1983…I was holding my newborn baby daughter in my arms The waiting was finally over, and she was here, all wrinkled and new, just as a newborn should be!
We didn’t know if we were having a boy or a girl. Back then it cost extra to find out, and we didn’t have the “extra funds”, so we just waited.
But, I knew deep in my heart that I was having a girl. So much so, that when I acknowledged the doctor after he told me she was a girl, he said, “oh, you already knew, didn’t you?”
No, not officially, just in my heart.
A heart that has been touched over and over again as I have watched my little baby grow and mature into a beautiful young lady. I’ve heard it said before, but it really is true, not only is she my daughter, she really is my friend.
Today, my little girl holds her own little baby in her arms. A sweet little boy. At times it’s just too surreal, and words just seem to escape me when I see him in her arms. My heart fills up, and overflows, usually resulting with a happy tear in my eye.
As I watch her learn and adapt to her new role in life, I must confess, she makes me very proud. She is not afraid to take on life challenges, and she is finding that the simple, little moments in life can often be the best.
When she was little, she was every bit girl. All giggles and smiles, ribbons and bows, dolls and dresses. Her love for life was infectious, and she made people smile wherever she went.
Today, she is every bit a lady!
She’s left behind the ribbons and bows, but she still loves a pretty dress, and some high-heeled shoes! Her outlook on life is always positive. She looks for the good in others, and is a sincere and loyal friend. She has made the choice to overlook the negatives of life, and focus on the brighter, happier, more positive aspects of life.
Happy Birthday to my beautiful daughter! I love you so very much! You bring joy to my heart!
Keep smiling that beautiful smile!
From the first cup of coffee in the morning to the last kiss good night, it was a good day. It was my birthday.
A birthday. A day of celebration, and for as long as I can remember, always a day full of anticipation.
I often hear people say, “oh it’s no big deal, it’s just another day”, and I can never understand why someone would say this. It is a big deal! It’s your day! It is a day to celebrate life!
The celebration may not always be the same. I know we can’t always have a grand party, and there will be birthday’s that seem a little off, but it should never be a reason to think of it as “just another day.” I learned early, that it didn’t matter the date or day, a birthday was unique, and the person who was being celebrated was one-of-a-kind. In learning this, I think I also learned the value life.
This year, my special day was very quiet, but it was also very good.
It wasn’t a big party, but hearing my daughter’s voice, and seeing the big smile on my 9 month old grandson’s face while we did face time, was a gift beyond value. One person sang Happy Birthday to me, and I can still hear my 6-year-old grandson’s voice in my mind. It was without a doubt a highlight in my day. The call from my son to say I love you, the one who I thought had forgotten what day it was. Spending the day with my “best friend” relaxing, and cheering on the Chargers (thank you for winning, by the way!) Completing the day with a wonderful dinner overlooking the ocean with my “best friend” and my mom.
These are the gifts of love from my family. It was a good day.
You have been my friend," replied Charlotte. "That in itself is a tremendous thing." —E.B. White Charlotte's Web
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