To comfort in time of loss...

I have a very good friend who lost someone dear to her. I just want to say, I know this is not the end for him, or you. I know as sure as I know anything that you will see him again.

Love ya...


To Those I Love and Those Who Love Me

When I am gone release me, let me go -
I have so many things to see and do.
You musn't tie yourself to me with tears
Be thankful for our many beautiful years.

I gave you my love, you can only guess
How much you gave to me in happiness.
I thank you for the love you each have shown
But now it's time I traveled on alone.

So grieve awhile for me if grieve you must
Then let your grief be comforted by trust.
It's only for awhile that we must part
So bless the memories within your heart.

I won't be faraway, for life goes onSo if you need me, call and I will come.
Though you can't see or touch me, I'll be near
And if you listen with your heart, you'll hear
All of my love around you soft and clear.

And then, when you must come this way alone,
I'll great you with a smile, and "Welcome Home".

We may be different, but we love each other.

My brothers came over last night for dinner and a movie. I have to say, we may be different people, but there's no denying we all love each other. We had lets say tumultuous childhoods, and even though we get on each others nerves now and then, we're all pretty close. I would never doubt for a second that if one of us was in trouble, the others would be there.

There were four of us growing up. (I found the rest of my siblings after high school graduation - story for another blog.) The big kids and the little kids. Donna & Eric and Cindy & Adam. (Let me be perfectly clear, I love all my siblings, but you know how you have more vivid memories than others...)

I don't remember 'playing' with the big kids very often, but I remember playing with Adam for countless hours. Flooding the sandbox to play cars (even though we got in trouble every time), playing school (poor thing, I always wanted to play teacher...), barbies (made him play that too), tv tag, freeze tag, water fight (wich I was always a big baby about), on the swing set, and oh you name it...

We took care of each other, that's just the way it was. We fought and played together, got in trouble together, had the chicken pox, the flu, colds, (and worked our parents) all together. I can remember staying home from school the week we got chicken pox. We dressed up in our halloween costumes, I was Minnie Mouse, he was (Superman, I think... or was it Pee Wee Herman? I can't remember). Even when we started getting older, we always looked out for each other - even when we didn't particularlily like each other.... When I was a Senior in Highschool, Adam was a freshman, and way more popular than I. He was going to homecoming or prom, or something like that, and asked me if I was going, I said 'no' of course not (I didn't date at all). He's so sweet, he offered to tell his date that he couldn't go, and go with me, so I could, and wouldn't have to go alone... made me cry of course, but i told him to go with his date.

Man I love him.

At the Beginning

At the beginning? I was friggin cute! (ok, not yet, but soon) Check this out... I still have that Bambie blanket. Can you read that shirt? "CAUTION - may be wet at both ends" and don't I look just thrilled?! and already with having to roll the pants up?!

15 months... and the red cheeks.

I must have raised my eyebrows when mom cut my hair. She measured where to cut by putting the scissors against my head at my eyebrows, and everytime... they were cold, and oh my gosh! and up the eyebrows went, and so did the end of my bangs.... everytime...

Shy, but definately going to be a charmer!

For some reason I love this picture...

This is my kindergarten picture. Love this one too... people used to say I looked like Shirley Temple with those blond curls, and blue eyes...

I think this is 2nd grade

and this is 3rd.

An average Day

An average day in our life starts at 6 am (Ralph has already been up for at least an hour). We shower, get dressed, grab what we need for the day (or mostly, we usually forget something or another), and are out the door by 7:15.
Off to Aunt Donnas, drop Aurora off, and then to work. Usually a phone call at some point from Aurora, today it was "I was carrying the piano bench and accidently dropped it on my toe". (Of course it took me several minutes to figure out that's what she was saying through the sobbing.) She goes to afternoon Kindergarten in Lacey, and I pick her up after work.
We make it home around 6:30, make dinner, eat, watch a show or read a book, pick out clothes for the next day, get in jammies and she's in bed by 8. I'm not usually too far behind her though... seems like the older I get the later 9pm gets!
And we start it all over again the next day. When is there time to clean up and enjoy? and play? and ready? and knit? and just breathe! seems like it never stops...

Be patient - I'm new at this...

So my sister and some of my friends are all about the blog - And I have to admit, I like reading about what's going on and seeing some of the pictures that otherwise, you really wouldn't get to see. So I decided I'd give it a shot.