
June 30, 2011
Counting Blessings

June 25, 2011
June 23, 2011
June 18, 2011
June 15, 2011
June 12, 2011
Book Club

It's The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks
by Rebecca Skloot.
June 11, 2011
The Groom Closet
Lucy and Liebe went to the groomers.
We asked for a summer cut since we will be heading to Texas in a few weeks.
We asked for a summer cut since we will be heading to Texas in a few weeks.
June 5, 2011
June 2, 2011
Living with Coyotes
I went on a walk this morning with my dog, KC.
It's warm, breezy, sunny.
It's warm, breezy, sunny.

I've seen quite a few, but only when they were trying to get to their dens.
Never have been approached by one, hope I never do!

(stocked with bluegill, bass, catfish...so I'm told).


Feels like I'm on a prairie in the middle of nowhere.
June 1, 2011
Full Circle
I like to revisit my old blog posts for several reasons. I don't want to sound like a broken record repeating the same stuff over and over, however, if I do, I want to add a new twist to it. It also helps come up with topics to write about. And, third, it's good to see where I have been and determine where I might be going. This blog entry really comes full circle from when I started journaling here.
In June 2008, my mom entered into hospice care. That was a difficult time. My world changed. I stepped up my visits to Texas so I could spend time with my parents. It was the first time I thought about what life would be like without my mom!
In June 2009, the pergola was our families focal point. We actually did lose my mom earlier in the year. It was so incredibly difficult to move past February 10, 2009. We pulled together a bundle of fun energy into Tony's birthday and the building of the pergola!
In June 2010, we went to Danny's family reunion and various vacation sites along the way. Little did I know, it would be the last Father's Day I would spend with my dad. We had such a fun time as a family this summer.
And here I am, June 2011. I lost my dad on April 10, 2011. Just three short years ago, I was introduced to fragile mortality. The idea of being without my mom was so incredibly scary. Here I am today without either of my parents. Full circle. Three years.
Moving on as I always try to do, my son will be 16 years old in a few days! What?! Sixteen is another rite of passage. In the mist of loss, there is still reason to celebrate life. This year is no different. Full circle. Sixteen years.
In June 2008, my mom entered into hospice care. That was a difficult time. My world changed. I stepped up my visits to Texas so I could spend time with my parents. It was the first time I thought about what life would be like without my mom!
In June 2009, the pergola was our families focal point. We actually did lose my mom earlier in the year. It was so incredibly difficult to move past February 10, 2009. We pulled together a bundle of fun energy into Tony's birthday and the building of the pergola!
In June 2010, we went to Danny's family reunion and various vacation sites along the way. Little did I know, it would be the last Father's Day I would spend with my dad. We had such a fun time as a family this summer.
And here I am, June 2011. I lost my dad on April 10, 2011. Just three short years ago, I was introduced to fragile mortality. The idea of being without my mom was so incredibly scary. Here I am today without either of my parents. Full circle. Three years.
Moving on as I always try to do, my son will be 16 years old in a few days! What?! Sixteen is another rite of passage. In the mist of loss, there is still reason to celebrate life. This year is no different. Full circle. Sixteen years.
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