SERENDIPITY: Getting Caught Up

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Getting Caught Up

My children love to get on this blog and just look at pictures and re-live memories. So, with that being said….I really have not posted much. This is a "catch up" on birthdays of 2013. Random order.

My Sweet, Sweet Cooper turned 14. How in the world, I will never know. Handsome young fellow.

And my baby boy turned 8. Please slow up so that you do not need someone to help you hold up fingers for your age. You are my Chuckles, Chuck Pup FOREVER. There is my Bobby behind Charlie. They have been sharing birthdays together for the past couple of years. Of course, I have spent half of my life with him and can't imagine life without you. He spices it up.

Gee Whiz. Where did this young lady come from? I blinked and she is so old and beautiful and sweet and smart. 17! Wow.

And our new little fellow turned one (soon to be two!) I just remember how sick he was on his actual birthday. On the night of his birthday we took him to a pediatric walk in clinic. Double ear infection was his big present. This pic is actually a week later when we celebrated with his own little cake. Cutie Pie is what he is.

And my Big A. Or as Peanut calls her, A-A. Precious girl. You needed Uncle Matt's one finger to be 11. You are my helper and what would I do without you? My sweet girl.

Yes, time moves on. We will find JOY in each other and hold it in our hearts My sweet little family. xoxoxo Truly my greatest blessings.

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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....." .