Yesterday, Lora came rushing into my bedroom to see if I was awake.. Babe, had left her a note of sorts.. (before he had left for work in the morning.) .Kinda like a scavanger hunt, for something he wanted to give to her. She brought in the most charming primitive doll, named Shugar.. and in her gathered up arms.. A RING.
We hugged, cried and talked of many things .. Mostly about, what a caring, romantic, creative and loving son I have.. They are a very unique couple.. Sharing their love of art, love of film and love of family. I couldn't be happier.. It is such a wonderful time for him and Lora.. and the girls.. They have been thru so much..
Thank you GOD for once again answering our many prayers over the years and showing me, once again..
LET GO LET GOD................ I am blest.. We all are........
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Strings and glass beads..
Well, I am learning a new craft. My Lora has taught me the art of beading.. The fun part of this is browsing the craft stores for unique beads..
At home I display them like little treasures... Earthtones seem to draw me to them, as do shades of lilac/
I am finding that when I work on peice, someone's name comes to mind.. So, gifting these little suprises, makes this all the more fun..
If I ever figure out how to post a picture, I will.. Hope everyone enjoys their day... I am..
At home I display them like little treasures... Earthtones seem to draw me to them, as do shades of lilac/
I am finding that when I work on peice, someone's name comes to mind.. So, gifting these little suprises, makes this all the more fun..
If I ever figure out how to post a picture, I will.. Hope everyone enjoys their day... I am..
Saturday, March 5, 2011
My Beloved Uncle C.
My sophomore year was a time for turmoil for me. In the end, I went to live with my Aunt and Uncle.
I thought I would stay for a week or so till things settled down at home. I had caused the unsettling, so I wasn't sure how long exactly it would be till smooth seas prevailed..
Turns out it was allot longer than I thought.. So. for 3 years, I lived with them. During that time, I sometimes forgot I was the guest. I led them on a roller coaster ride thru the early seventies.
ALMOST without incident or reaction. I thought they were just naive or something. I thought I got away with it all.
Now looking back, I realize who the naive one was. They let me live, grow, learn, make mistakes and grow up. While I thought my Aunt was a religious nut, reading the bible day and night , it turns out, that most of that was ...FOR ME. My salvation, my intervention.
My Uncle was the Police Chief. He had my back from day one. He lived by the philosophy, that everyone wants to be good. He brought my goodness out.. Slowly, so slowly, I didn't even see it oozing forth.
They loved me and cared for me unconditionally. I am the person I am today, all because of them.
I buried my Uncle this week. It was shocking. I thought he would live forever. I can't remember being this sad in a long while. He was honored by the policemen, firemen, the military, religous, family and friends.
He impacted more people than I will ever even know. The honor they bestowed on him were in these words. "HE MADE EVERY DAY MATTER, and SAW GOOD IN ALL ."
He was well loved, married to my Aunt for over 60 years. She now starts a new chapter in her life without him.. but like him, I am sure, she will make everyday matter.
I love you Uncle Clarence.. (make sure to put in a good word for me...:)
I thought I would stay for a week or so till things settled down at home. I had caused the unsettling, so I wasn't sure how long exactly it would be till smooth seas prevailed..
Turns out it was allot longer than I thought.. So. for 3 years, I lived with them. During that time, I sometimes forgot I was the guest. I led them on a roller coaster ride thru the early seventies.
ALMOST without incident or reaction. I thought they were just naive or something. I thought I got away with it all.
Now looking back, I realize who the naive one was. They let me live, grow, learn, make mistakes and grow up. While I thought my Aunt was a religious nut, reading the bible day and night , it turns out, that most of that was ...FOR ME. My salvation, my intervention.
My Uncle was the Police Chief. He had my back from day one. He lived by the philosophy, that everyone wants to be good. He brought my goodness out.. Slowly, so slowly, I didn't even see it oozing forth.
They loved me and cared for me unconditionally. I am the person I am today, all because of them.
I buried my Uncle this week. It was shocking. I thought he would live forever. I can't remember being this sad in a long while. He was honored by the policemen, firemen, the military, religous, family and friends.
He impacted more people than I will ever even know. The honor they bestowed on him were in these words. "HE MADE EVERY DAY MATTER, and SAW GOOD IN ALL ."
He was well loved, married to my Aunt for over 60 years. She now starts a new chapter in her life without him.. but like him, I am sure, she will make everyday matter.
I love you Uncle Clarence.. (make sure to put in a good word for me...:)
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