My Thoughtful Spot

if you were reading a newspaper article about a family in your town who had been there for several generations, been born there, grew up there, stayed there and raised their own children there... what sort of things would you like to read?

I have one week to put this article together, probably more like 5 days if I'm going to give them time to have it ahead of time. There are six kids, the oldest is turning 90 in a few weeks. I've been asked to do the article and given the names of the siblings. I'm excited - and terrified! I do need some ideas on what sort of things to include. I don't want to be boring, or blah, I want it to be something people enjoy reading!

Help!

I was, only minutes ago, completely overwhelmed with the need to pray for someone. I dont know who, I dont know why, I only know that the feelings were so intense I sat praying with tears on my cheeks. I may never know who I was praying for, tho maybe in heaven one day, but it reminded me of this song that has kept me going many a time. If anyone knows the rest of the words please send them to me

"someone is praying for you
someone is praying for you
when it seems your all alone
and your heart could break in two
remember someone is praying for you"

Without the prayers of my family and friends I'd not be where I'm at. Thank you.

Thats how much I have to say that is worth reading. so, hit that red *x* now.
Well, you can't say you weren't warned.

It's been one of those days. Rememberance day. Yeah, I remember. My dad in his uniform with his medals polished till the shone. His clothes ironed to perfection. His shoes shined within an inch of their life. I well remember the smell of that polish...

so, today I tried to lose myself. I watched the OLD version of "A Christmas Carol" (you know, the one they made when Paul was a boy) with Allistair Sim and several episodes of Everybody Loves Raymond. I napped. I wrapped some christmas gifts. I drove Mark to work and Ben to school (for practice). I managed to wash a few dishes and keep kids fed but thats all I did of worth. I want to scrap but I'm determined I need to work first.

I want to just hide inside myself until this ache goes away. And yet... I don't ever want to stop hurting over my dad's death. Yeap. Thats how it is folks. I'm looney but.... nobody can say they werent' warned.

Lying in a windswept field
a stone tells little
of the one lying there.
little of the heartache
the hole left in a family
the gaping emptiness
brought only by death.

years pass, and many forget
the short lived life
of our daughter Zoe.
but those of us who loved her
who ever hold on to the memories,
the all too short moments
given us by God
will never forget...

The ache will always be carried
in the hearts of those who loved
of those who dared to hope,
and dream, and pray
for the little one
conceived in love, born in love
and lost, with grief untold.

We will love you forever
our Zoe dear,
forever in our hearts.
With tears we speak of you
with love we remember
with joy we realize we will meet...
in the presence of the King!!
(Glenda Hayman 2003)

for Zoe, lost to us on Nov 9, 2006
8 yrs old

Zoe is the daughter of a friend who fought a very courageous 3 1/2 yr battle with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia. She will be so very missed. My dad admired Zoe's courage and frequently asked about her when I called home. Now they're together in a far better place. No more pain or suffering.

You are loved Zoe girl.

Don'tcha think? This is our swimming spot at the river. Oh how I miss it right now!!! It doesn't even look all that appealing this time of year!

This is my favorite baby boy, Caleb. I carry him at every opportunity and have his mom well trained. She brings him to me. He's adorable. His family holds a very special spot in my life as they're walking a similar road to ours. Caleb has downs syndrome. He's just so precious.

what can I say... he's having fun!

Just having a chat...

We woke up to snow this morning and James is one happy camper.

I am leaning toward Gina, cuz I *think* I remember that wall paper... but maybe I just remember it from pictures. Gayle? Do you know???

Oh to be so skinny again....