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Weekly photo challenge: a day in my life

A day in my life is usually very quiet.

But on Saturday, I had the joy of spending it with my husband, my grandson, my daughter and son-in-law.

Because we don’t live close to them, I treasure the moments that we spend together.  The little guy is simply amazing!  Full of laughs, and hugs and eager to explore the world around him!  His mom and dad are pretty cool too!  And of course, his Grandpa is just the best!

So, come join me on this day! It starts off bright and early with one happy little guy! 🙂

I’m so thankful for each of these people in my life, and that we were able to share this beautiful day together!

Thank you for spending my day with me!

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Looking for a few good books

I just finished reading a really good book.  The title of the book is “The Secret Keeper” by, Kate Morton.

It’s a novel filled with mystery, suspense, and love.

The characters in the book are very well-developed by the author. Even when I wasn’t reading the book, I would often find myself thinking about them. Wondering what would happen to them next, and trying to figure out why they were doing what they were doing!

There are several twists and turns throughout the book, and the ending actually surprised me!  I thoroughly enjoyed it, and I was sad to have it end.

I always have mixed emotions when I get to the end of a book. I have a sense of accomplishment because I finished it, but then I have the daunting task of searching for another good book to read.

I think this just about sums it up for me….

Start a new book

However, I won’t let this stop me for too long.  And I will find another good book to read. My love for reading is just too great to keep me away from another adventure.

So now I’m off … in search of a few good books!

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Merry Christmas 2012

Christmas in the manger

Christmas in the Manger

by: Nola Buck and Felicia Bond

I am the star that shines in the east,

I light the stable for man and beast.

I am the donkey, soft and gray,

I carried his mother from far away.

I am the ram, with my curly horn

I guard the stall where the child is born.

I am the ox, strong as steel,

before the only son I kneel.

We are the shepherds who watch the sheep,

tonight a holy watch we keep.

We are the wise men, gifts we bring

for baby Jesus, our newborn King.

I am Mary, the mother mild,

how I love my tiny child.

I am the baby asleep in the hay,

and I am the reason for Christmas Day.

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this time last week

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!

Rick looking up at me

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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on this day in 1983

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!

Becky and Andrea 12-03

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.

Andrea in back yard

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.

Andrea and Rick

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!

Andrea and Rick2

Keep smiling that beautiful smile!

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Happy Birthday to my Mom!

Happy, Happy Birthday to my Mom!

Her days have not always been easy, but her smile is always there!

I hope your special day is amazing and full of wonderful moments!  Thank you for your love and support.  I am so grateful for your unconditional love!

I love you!

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On being a mom

I have been a mom for a long time now.  From when they were babies to teens to adults with babies of their own. And lately I am finding that, the older they are, the harder it is to be a mom.   I guess I always thought, and was even led to believe, that the older your kids got, the easier it would be.

Somedays, it just doesn’t seem to be true.

I can no longer fix their problems with a hug or a kiss on the place where it hurts.  I can no longer console them with a sucker to take their mind off of the pain, and gently move them on to sweeter things.  I can no longer distract them from the thing that is frustrating them, and calm them with their favorite blanket.

I really can’t “do” anything for them at all!  And I guess that’s the hardest part of all.

I guess what I’m trying to say is, I can never stop being a mom to my kids!  I will always be here for them, no matter how big, or how old they get.

And while it may not be true that the older they get the easier it is – it is true, that the older they get, I love them even more.

And my arms still give them hugs too.