Today my son kiel and I did just that
we soaked up the Sun!
he graciously attended an outdoor country western concert
with me and he is not that into modern day country music
but bless his heart he wanted to spend the day with me
I enjoyed it tremendously, we did leave a little early
and had some good Mexican food for dinner
it was great that it was just the two of us and made some
plans of things we want to do this summer.
my husband and daughter had their own
kind of day together
we spent a total of 4 hrs soaking up the sun and
needless to say even with sunblock we did get a
little sun-burnt but our time together was worth it!
Note: Kiel told me he really liked two of the bands
that played.
Saturday, June 2, 2007
Friday, June 1, 2007
Take me out to the Ball Game!
Tonight my daughter's softball team
was in playoff game for the championship
pretty close game but as hard as they tried
and time was called they lost by three runs
her best friends team was playing across the field
and everyone from my daughters team and family
members went to watch this exciting last few minutes
this was the team that must be beat they had never
lost a game, and wow they were in the battle with a team who
was low on the board.
everyone was screaming, yelling, crying the coach and kids
looked like they were going to lose it if they lost which is understandable
because all season they were 11-0 undefeated.
As I was watching all the hoop la it came across my mind
this is what sports used to be the thrill of the game
the excitement and not yelling at the umpires, buying a hot dog
from the snack bar at a fair price, a family fun night
these kind of days are rare because things become to commercial
I can not wait till next season I will be looking forward to being
taken out to the Ballgame!
turns out my daughter's friend team won and will play
in the championship game!
was in playoff game for the championship
pretty close game but as hard as they tried
and time was called they lost by three runs
her best friends team was playing across the field
and everyone from my daughters team and family
members went to watch this exciting last few minutes
this was the team that must be beat they had never
lost a game, and wow they were in the battle with a team who
was low on the board.
everyone was screaming, yelling, crying the coach and kids
looked like they were going to lose it if they lost which is understandable
because all season they were 11-0 undefeated.
As I was watching all the hoop la it came across my mind
this is what sports used to be the thrill of the game
the excitement and not yelling at the umpires, buying a hot dog
from the snack bar at a fair price, a family fun night
these kind of days are rare because things become to commercial
I can not wait till next season I will be looking forward to being
taken out to the Ballgame!
turns out my daughter's friend team won and will play
in the championship game!
sisters
"sisters are different flowers
from the same garden"
Thursday I spent a wonderful day with my sister Helen
she is my rock and sounding board and I love her
with all my heart.
when I was young Helen was already married
so I don't recall seeing her that much but
I did see her when our mother would watch her
daughters, Thanksgivnigs, girls parties etc.
when I got married my husband and I were stationed
in Hawaii and my sister came out for a visit
which made me a bit nervous because I just knew
Helen as my "sister" but her visit created a special bond
between us and I am forever grateful, I don't know what
I would do without her.
I love this little saying about sister's as I mentioned earlier
I have 5 of them and I stop to think we are all so different
yet come from the same parents, yet I think I have a lot of my
sister Helen in me.and for that I believe I am truly blessed.
looking back it was Helen who kind of watched out for me
for she would not let my mom dress me mismatched ( for those who know me I have to match or have close color coordination)
one of Helen's favorite flowers is the yellow rose and I think that flower is truly her, because she has such a beauty that reigns inside and out.
my oldest sister is Mary I for some reason will always think of her
as the pretty red bloom from a barrel cactus because the cactus goes through many facets before it blooms
my sister Eva will always be a tulip because of the silent way they bloom all closed up keep things inside but when they open up what a beautiful flower they are
my sister Jeanne will always be wildflowers because to me she has always had a free spirit that flows and have you ever seen wildflowers flow in the wind? pretty cool,I am close to her as well
and my sister Linda, I think of a sunflower because she has a big smile like the face of the sunflower.
so see sister's are different flowers from the same garden.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
I carry you in my heart
I carry your heart with me
i carry it in my heart
I am never without it
anywhere I go, you go my dear
and whatever is done by only me
is your doing, my darling I fear
no fate
for you are my fate, my sweet
I want no world, for beautiful
you are my world true
and it's you
whatever a moon has always meant and
whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
here is the root of the root
and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky
of a tree called life which
grows higher than the soul can hope
or the mend can hide
and this is the wonder
that's keeping the star's apart
I carry your heart, I carry it in my heart.
E.E. Cummings
when I was two years old I became an aunt of a sweet
little girl named Angela then a few years later her little
sister Jessica was born, I never really knew what being an aunt
meant after all these girls were close to me in age, and when we grew a little older
we would play together at each other's homes and use our imagination to the fullest
loved baking in what was the kenmore version of easy bake oven
( I still have that) or play outside by jump roping, hopscotch, etc
one memory I recall was we would love when my mother made her
flour tortillas, we would sneak them off the plate as soon as she put
one on it. ( no one made flour tortillas like my mother)
then we got older and my brother got divorced, which hurt because
I felt like my brother was taking my friends away, we did see each other
from time to time but we each began to go our own directions,
then one day my brother peter showed up at my house and I made him lunch and he saw a E.E.Cummings book I was reading and he showed me this poem saying you will like it and for
me to always keep the girls in my heart. I thought what a strange thing to tell or ask of me
they were my nieces of course I would keep them in my heart I loved them. he did not ever have to ask me that
years passed and I tried keeping in touch as best as I could with out being
intrusive in their lives, to this day I have always tried or managed to talk to one of them
a few years ago I lost my brother and it was hard to accept
I know death is apart of life but my brother to me was
my knight in shining armor, He was a family man, as furious as my brother could
get a person with his no hold bar spoken word , that was a quality in him that I most
admired. on a visit I had with him prior to his passing my son fractured his shoulder
so my visit was cut short, the second to last visit I had with my brother at his house
i took him a mexican candy he liked and we talked he asked how his nephew was because he said shoulder fractures hurt like hell and he knew what he spoke of, I replied that kiel was doing ok. he replied to me good cause I carry your kids in my heart.
I always carry all my nieces and nephews in my heart but this poem will always be the poem for my brother and his girls.
I talk to them when I can and I hope now it will be more often
just so you know even when we are unable to talk you girls
are always carried in my HEART.
i carry it in my heart
I am never without it
anywhere I go, you go my dear
and whatever is done by only me
is your doing, my darling I fear
no fate
for you are my fate, my sweet
I want no world, for beautiful
you are my world true
and it's you
whatever a moon has always meant and
whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
here is the root of the root
and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky
of a tree called life which
grows higher than the soul can hope
or the mend can hide
and this is the wonder
that's keeping the star's apart
I carry your heart, I carry it in my heart.
E.E. Cummings
when I was two years old I became an aunt of a sweet
little girl named Angela then a few years later her little
sister Jessica was born, I never really knew what being an aunt
meant after all these girls were close to me in age, and when we grew a little older
we would play together at each other's homes and use our imagination to the fullest
loved baking in what was the kenmore version of easy bake oven
( I still have that) or play outside by jump roping, hopscotch, etc
one memory I recall was we would love when my mother made her
flour tortillas, we would sneak them off the plate as soon as she put
one on it. ( no one made flour tortillas like my mother)
then we got older and my brother got divorced, which hurt because
I felt like my brother was taking my friends away, we did see each other
from time to time but we each began to go our own directions,
then one day my brother peter showed up at my house and I made him lunch and he saw a E.E.Cummings book I was reading and he showed me this poem saying you will like it and for
me to always keep the girls in my heart. I thought what a strange thing to tell or ask of me
they were my nieces of course I would keep them in my heart I loved them. he did not ever have to ask me that
years passed and I tried keeping in touch as best as I could with out being
intrusive in their lives, to this day I have always tried or managed to talk to one of them
a few years ago I lost my brother and it was hard to accept
I know death is apart of life but my brother to me was
my knight in shining armor, He was a family man, as furious as my brother could
get a person with his no hold bar spoken word , that was a quality in him that I most
admired. on a visit I had with him prior to his passing my son fractured his shoulder
so my visit was cut short, the second to last visit I had with my brother at his house
i took him a mexican candy he liked and we talked he asked how his nephew was because he said shoulder fractures hurt like hell and he knew what he spoke of, I replied that kiel was doing ok. he replied to me good cause I carry your kids in my heart.
I always carry all my nieces and nephews in my heart but this poem will always be the poem for my brother and his girls.
I talk to them when I can and I hope now it will be more often
just so you know even when we are unable to talk you girls
are always carried in my HEART.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
If
If I live in a house of spotless beauty with everything in it's place
but have not love, then I am a housekeeper, not a homemaker
if I have time for waxing, polishing,and decorative achievements but
have not love, my children learn of cleanliness not godliness,
love leaves the dust in search of a child's laugh.
love smiles at the tiny finger prints on a newly cleaned window
love wipes away the tears before it wipes up the spilled milk
love picks up the child before it picks up the toys
love is present through the trails
love reprimands,reproves, and is responsive
love crawls with the baby,walks with the toddler
runs with the child, then stands aside to let the youth
walk into adulthood.
Love is the key that opens salvations message to a
child's heart
before I became a mother, I took glory in my house of perfection
now I glory in God's perfection of my child
as a mother there is much I must teach my child but
the greatest of all is LOVE
I love this poem , I have always been kind of a perfectionist of sorts (seems to run in my family)
I had tried to have a child many times and found out that I had infertility issues so I went through procedure after procedure to correct this and start a family with the love of my life
got pregnant but miscarriage after miscarriage and then a tublar pregnancy losing my right ovary and tube I found my self wondering if I was ever to have children, family members in their supportive way would tell me that it was not the end of the world if I could not have children. it does not define who you are and I would think to myself easy for them to say they have their children and my parents would not be around to see mine. so I continued with the process to concieve a child. I felt like a failure it was not the fault of my husband I am the one who had the physical problem I took the hormone shots, took the hormone pills knowing the risks that I later in life would be a supreme candidate for all the side effects of the drugs ( i did not care) I am now suffering from some of those side effects then I finally decided enough, if I was meant to have children I will adopt someday, so I decided that my body and spirit needed the rest. upon my return from a well deserved vacation I found out I was pregnant after a careful pregnancy I brought my son into this world he was certainly the gift that I was praying for, and then told that he would be my only child ( i could accept that at least I was a mother) but the Lord blessed me again two years later with my daughter, after that birth it was physically better for my health that I have no more children.
I found the above poem and have kind of used it for the basis of raising my children, ( oh I still am a neat freak but I can let it go just to be with the kids, well they are not really kids they are young adults getting ready to fly on their own( which they kind of already do with all their activities)
the house is still the same, I wipe away the tears before I wipe up spilled milk, I smile at the fingerprints on a cleaned window
and on a daily basis I thank the Lord for his greatest gift
Love
but have not love, then I am a housekeeper, not a homemaker
if I have time for waxing, polishing,and decorative achievements but
have not love, my children learn of cleanliness not godliness,
love leaves the dust in search of a child's laugh.
love smiles at the tiny finger prints on a newly cleaned window
love wipes away the tears before it wipes up the spilled milk
love picks up the child before it picks up the toys
love is present through the trails
love reprimands,reproves, and is responsive
love crawls with the baby,walks with the toddler
runs with the child, then stands aside to let the youth
walk into adulthood.
Love is the key that opens salvations message to a
child's heart
before I became a mother, I took glory in my house of perfection
now I glory in God's perfection of my child
as a mother there is much I must teach my child but
the greatest of all is LOVE
I love this poem , I have always been kind of a perfectionist of sorts (seems to run in my family)
I had tried to have a child many times and found out that I had infertility issues so I went through procedure after procedure to correct this and start a family with the love of my life
got pregnant but miscarriage after miscarriage and then a tublar pregnancy losing my right ovary and tube I found my self wondering if I was ever to have children, family members in their supportive way would tell me that it was not the end of the world if I could not have children. it does not define who you are and I would think to myself easy for them to say they have their children and my parents would not be around to see mine. so I continued with the process to concieve a child. I felt like a failure it was not the fault of my husband I am the one who had the physical problem I took the hormone shots, took the hormone pills knowing the risks that I later in life would be a supreme candidate for all the side effects of the drugs ( i did not care) I am now suffering from some of those side effects then I finally decided enough, if I was meant to have children I will adopt someday, so I decided that my body and spirit needed the rest. upon my return from a well deserved vacation I found out I was pregnant after a careful pregnancy I brought my son into this world he was certainly the gift that I was praying for, and then told that he would be my only child ( i could accept that at least I was a mother) but the Lord blessed me again two years later with my daughter, after that birth it was physically better for my health that I have no more children.
I found the above poem and have kind of used it for the basis of raising my children, ( oh I still am a neat freak but I can let it go just to be with the kids, well they are not really kids they are young adults getting ready to fly on their own( which they kind of already do with all their activities)
the house is still the same, I wipe away the tears before I wipe up spilled milk, I smile at the fingerprints on a cleaned window
and on a daily basis I thank the Lord for his greatest gift
Love
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
expressions
The definition of the word Expression states:
the act of expressing something thought or felt.
to Express oneself: to communicate one's meanings or feelings
Being new to blogging, I became inspired to enter this new world by reading other blogs and as I read overwhelming feelings and emotions came over me and I was hooked. I am not sure what my place in the land of bloggers will be but I hope that my expressions will be of some encouragement to my fellow bloggers and in the act make some new friends.
I guess it's time I express a little about me, I reside with my family in central valley of northern ca, been married for 24 years, have two great teenagers a son who is entering his senior year of high school and a daughter who is entering her sophomore year. I am very proud of my children as they have grown into loving, caring, mature people.
I come from a large family ( certain to have blogs) I am of course the youngest, my parents are both resting in peace along with two of my older brothers, I have one remaining brother
and five sisters. then of course plenty of nieces, nephews, even some great neieces, nephews, etc.
for those of you who know me any expressions that you read on my blog are just that my expressions it is not meant to hurt anyone and if it does well I apologize a head of time.
I look forward to this blogging world it seems to have entered my life at a time that seems appropriate for me and I am excited to enter it.
Friday, May 25, 2007
The garden of daily living
For the Garden Of Daily Living
Plant three rows of peas
1.peace of mind
2.peace of heart
3.peace of soul
plant four rows of squash
1.squash gossip
2.squash indifference
3.squash grumbling
4.squash selfishness
plant four rows of lettuce
1.lettuce be faithful
2.lettuce be kind
3.lettuce be patient
4.lettuce really love one another
no garden without turnips
1.turnip for meetings
2.turnip for services
3.turnip to help one another
to conclude our garden we must have thyme
1. thyme for each other
2.thyme for family
3.thyme for friends
water freely with patience and cultivate with love
there is so much fruit in your garden
because you reap what you sow.
Plant three rows of peas
1.peace of mind
2.peace of heart
3.peace of soul
plant four rows of squash
1.squash gossip
2.squash indifference
3.squash grumbling
4.squash selfishness
plant four rows of lettuce
1.lettuce be faithful
2.lettuce be kind
3.lettuce be patient
4.lettuce really love one another
no garden without turnips
1.turnip for meetings
2.turnip for services
3.turnip to help one another
to conclude our garden we must have thyme
1. thyme for each other
2.thyme for family
3.thyme for friends
water freely with patience and cultivate with love
there is so much fruit in your garden
because you reap what you sow.
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