Saturday, August 30, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Random Letters?
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
15 years ago today...
Kevin and I bought our first vacuum cleaner. You see, we were getting married in a month. We were moving into a house that his grandfather owned and we needed a sweeper.
After our big purchase, we went to his parent's house. As we pulled into the driveway, we noticed that they were waiting for us on their porch.
I remember thinking how odd that was.
Then my heart stopped.
And I knew.
She was gone.
I know his parents told me and tried to console me, but I don't remember it. I just remember that I had to get home.
When we pulled into my parent's driveway, my dad was there and said what I already knew.
I just couldn't believe it.
My mom had passed away.
She was tired of fighting, tired of living, tired deep in her soul.
My mom was a diabetic, not brought on by obesity, just an unlucky draw in life.
Fighting diabetes then wasn't like it is now. Her blood sugar level wasn't easily controlled at times. Many nights, my dad and I would wake up to my mom moaning (A sound I will never forget.) . We would check her sugar level and it would be in the teens.
So dangerously low. We would give her a shot and wait. Did it work? Did we need to get to the hospital? Finally, it would kick in. She would wake up and all of us would slowly go back to bed.
She had neuropathy in her fingers and feet. She had at least seven laser surgeries on her eyes to help her see. And she was on dialysis. That was the hardest. Three days a week, she would go for her treatment. On Mondays, she would come home exhausted. Wednesday and Friday, she would feel so great, only for time to work back to Monday and her exhaustion.
She was tired. And that morning 15 year ago, she prayed to God to take her home and he granted her wish.
So many other memories of that day flood my brain. My dad's face, my sister telling me what happened. Hearing how the EMTs came to our house only to have my dad meet them at the door to tell them that she was gone.
She missed my wedding and everything else that has happened in my adult life. And I have missed having my mom in the times of my life that I needed her most---my first years of marriage, the years of infertility, my years of parenting.
I miss her daily, especially when I look at Brynn and know she will never know my mom. She will never know her voice, never know the love she had as a grandma, never taste her chocolate chip cookies or berry dumplings.
We talk about her often, but it isn't the same.
15 years ago today, I bought my first sweeper and lost one of the most important people in my life.
15 years.
After our big purchase, we went to his parent's house. As we pulled into the driveway, we noticed that they were waiting for us on their porch.
I remember thinking how odd that was.
Then my heart stopped.
And I knew.
She was gone.
I know his parents told me and tried to console me, but I don't remember it. I just remember that I had to get home.
When we pulled into my parent's driveway, my dad was there and said what I already knew.
I just couldn't believe it.
My mom had passed away.
She was tired of fighting, tired of living, tired deep in her soul.
My mom was a diabetic, not brought on by obesity, just an unlucky draw in life.
Fighting diabetes then wasn't like it is now. Her blood sugar level wasn't easily controlled at times. Many nights, my dad and I would wake up to my mom moaning (A sound I will never forget.) . We would check her sugar level and it would be in the teens.
So dangerously low. We would give her a shot and wait. Did it work? Did we need to get to the hospital? Finally, it would kick in. She would wake up and all of us would slowly go back to bed.
She had neuropathy in her fingers and feet. She had at least seven laser surgeries on her eyes to help her see. And she was on dialysis. That was the hardest. Three days a week, she would go for her treatment. On Mondays, she would come home exhausted. Wednesday and Friday, she would feel so great, only for time to work back to Monday and her exhaustion.
She was tired. And that morning 15 year ago, she prayed to God to take her home and he granted her wish.
So many other memories of that day flood my brain. My dad's face, my sister telling me what happened. Hearing how the EMTs came to our house only to have my dad meet them at the door to tell them that she was gone.
She missed my wedding and everything else that has happened in my adult life. And I have missed having my mom in the times of my life that I needed her most---my first years of marriage, the years of infertility, my years of parenting.
I miss her daily, especially when I look at Brynn and know she will never know my mom. She will never know her voice, never know the love she had as a grandma, never taste her chocolate chip cookies or berry dumplings.
We talk about her often, but it isn't the same.
15 years ago today, I bought my first sweeper and lost one of the most important people in my life.
15 years.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Cows, Horses, and Chickens. Oh My.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Oh look...
It's referral time.
Isn't that exciting?
Woo-Hoo.
China is finally done with January 2006.
Only took them 6 months.
Obviously, they were too busy preparing for the Olympics. Didn't have time to get more children ready to be adopted. Makes sense to me.
Isn't that exciting?
Woo-Hoo.
China is finally done with January 2006.
Only took them 6 months.
Obviously, they were too busy preparing for the Olympics. Didn't have time to get more children ready to be adopted. Makes sense to me.
Monday, August 11, 2008
Friday, August 8, 2008
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
The birthday picnic
We had a picnic on Saturday to celebrate Brynn's birthday. She was so excited all day. This had definitely been the first birthday that she has been THIS excited about. And it isn't the big things. She is excited about everything from picking out the wrapping paper that her presents were going to be wrapped in to a paper "happy birthday" banner hanging from our mantle.
The Tinkerbell cake. "I'm not touching the cake. Promise."
"Make a wish."
My favorite cousins.
She got a Dora scooter, a Crayola easel and a Littlest Pet Shop set. She was in Heaven. And the money. Let's just say she is set for Disney.
Monday, August 4, 2008
Our Girl is 4!!
Brynn turned 4 on August 1st. We can not believe it.
Her "big" present was a digital camera. She loves it and has taken over 200 pictures on it already. Some are pretty bad. Others are awesome. I'll have to post a couple on the blog once I get the camera out of her hands!
Kevin and I took the day off and took her to the zoo. It was so nice just to spend the day with noone but us. We don't do this often enough.
After the zoo, we went to the driving range. You see, Brynn wants to golf. She got a left-handed child size golf club as a gift from her grandparents. She had so much fun. And, this is something else that Kevin and she can do together. That is so important to Kev.
Her "big" present was a digital camera. She loves it and has taken over 200 pictures on it already. Some are pretty bad. Others are awesome. I'll have to post a couple on the blog once I get the camera out of her hands!
Kevin and I took the day off and took her to the zoo. It was so nice just to spend the day with noone but us. We don't do this often enough.
After the zoo, we went to the driving range. You see, Brynn wants to golf. She got a left-handed child size golf club as a gift from her grandparents. She had so much fun. And, this is something else that Kevin and she can do together. That is so important to Kev.
Lining up the club and ball
Look at it go. (Ok, it really just landed in the grass in front of the tee.)
Another attempt--ball still on tee
Look at it go. (Ok, it really just landed in the grass in front of the tee.)
Another attempt--ball still on tee
Do you hit the ball with the end of the club or the handle?
Daddy and his daughter
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