SERENDIPITY: Christmas Past

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Christmas Past

The gingerbread house is slowly disappearing! I remember hearing Uncle Matt and Ava chewing on something really hard. In fact, there is one whole gingerbread man missing. There used to be three, now there are only two. I purposefully put the house real high so the dogs could not get to it. I have my eye on both of you.....Thanks to our friends for hosting a great evening so we could make our FIRST house STAND!!!! Your house is warm and lovely.

One of my favorite things to put out each year are our pics from years past. I can remember getting each one taken. #1 - Bobbi Marie, 13 years ago (yikes!), is just a newborn. We lived in Sarasota at the time, and I was at the mall. Back then I got a Polaroid! I love it all the same. #2 - When Eckerd used to exist, I was in there picking up something and low and behold there was Santa. Ava was a baby and Cooper was just super cute. Horrible pictures but so sweet. Sitting with Santa with red hibiscus wrapping paper as the backdrop. Love it. #3 - Bobby and I are getting ready for a Christmas party, without kids. It wasn't that fun but the kids did about 20 snapshots of us. Sorta like we were celebrities. They had fun just watching us leave all dressed up. #4 - Charlie is a newborn. The kids are decorating the tree on a ladder. Baby is so drooped over Bobbi's arm. He is so little and so sweet. If I love these now, just imagine what they will mean to me over the years. It definitely is a reminder to SLOW DOWN and enjoy each other at this very moment. Time goes by way too fast.

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IF by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or, being lied about, don't deal in lies, or being hated don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise; If you can dream - and not make dreams your master; If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim, If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster and treat those two impostors just the same; If you bear to hear the truth you've spoken twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools; If you can make one heap of all your winnings and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you except the Will which says to them; "Hold on!" If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch, If either foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute with sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the earth and everything that's in it, and which is more, you'll be a man, my son!

My Dad

our last christmas, little did we know!! we miss you-you are always in our thoughts. We sold his house, it was as if we had to say goodbye again. Nothing but fond memories. Movie night, hide and go seek, fishing, the beach, pool table, weight room, ice cream, bagels, peach diet iced tea, laughing...simply you. Miss you more than you will ever know. It feels as if it was just yesterday, thank God you are "free". "With your final heartbeat, kiss the world goodbye, go in peace and laugh on Glory's side. And fly to Jesus, fly to Jesus, fly to Jesus and LIVE....." .