86 Days

Saturday, our 86 days till our son leaves, was beautiful, sunny, and warm. Gary was woke up with me screaming out that we had overslept and to get up Right NOW! We had not missed our alarm, but a small sliver of morning light had worked it’s way through the curtain and woke me up. We showered, then made coffee, and went out the door to take Alexander to his poolee function. 

Our morning was all about mowing and trimming our large front and back yard. Then we sat and drank iced tea and planned where to place all the pots of dirt and seeds. Usually, we have a large garden in the back yard. But, since we will move, we decided to pot everything and take them with us. There are so many changes getting ready to happen in all of our live’s, all to be seen as exciting. From large to small, but exciting nonetheless.

We left early to sit and wait for our son to get done and I could hear their Military Cadence  (googled this,just was calling it their running songs). I am so new to everything military related that I ask Alex questions and I google a lot!   He is very patient as he explains and some times repeats. He is very intelligent and has always told me in detail what he learns every day. I know I will miss this sharing and learning time with him very much.

Came back home to a full house. Four of our nine grandbabies were here. You would think a 17 year old, almost gone to the marine’s, senior in high school, would flee to his room to get away from little one’s. No. He stayed with all of us till they left at 11:00 that night, then stayed up to watch The Hobbit as he promised with all of us. I went to bed at midnight so I felt like the 86th day till, was spent well right down to the last. 

These Days Posts are not being shared because they are spectacular thrill-filled days or nights, but are just being shared to show our love and pride for our son, who will become a man, who will be a Marine, who will protect each and every one of us. Jennifer

87 Days

Joshua 1:9 I will be strong and courageous. I will not be terrified, or discouraged;for the Lord my God is with me wherever I go. I started a new board on my Pinterest and chose the name The Marines The Few The Proud. As I was adding to it, I came across this verse on a dog tag and at the top it said-Proud Mother of a U.S. Marine and it had the yellow ribbon on it. 

88 Days

The 89 day and the 88 day were a huge success. Not because anything outlandish happened, but because I stopped and looked at my son and again, I said, “He will be alright and I know that in my heart and I am so happy for him.” I mean, how amazing that he is starting this awesome adventurous life! A Marine!  Not without us, because he has always been in our heart, but away from us as it should be.  We will see him GROW physically and mentally. Stronger every day in so many different ways. Ways that we may never know about and ways that he doesn’t understand yet. I am, WE are so proud of him! So proud of those that dedicate their lives to protect us. So I began a Pinterest board on the Marines. I decided to read and become more educated in what all they do. How hard they work. How disciplined they are. So began much more positive thoughts as I had something to hold on to in my heart. As I was working through all of this, a text arrives from my encouraging Gary showing that we are in sync. He sends “I Love You and are so Proud of You Baby” right when I am typing “I luv u Teddy Bear and am so very proud of U!!!”  I drove home. Picked up my daughter and grandbabies and took her to work. I listened to her two children laugh and sing as we pulled away from her place of work. I realized they loved me and felt safe with me and I wanted them to have the best 35 days still living with us. I did the norm. Walmart, library, lunch at the table, post-office, and the park. We laughed and sang our family song from of all shows-Barney. I love you, You love me. We’re a happy family. With a great big hug and a kiss from me to you. Won’t you say you love me to. Then like with our kids when they were young, we clapped and cheered! So as I drink tequila tonight and ate ice cream with peanut butter and lay on Gary’s chest and watch Julie and Julia for the 6th time, I think of the 87 day and SMILE! Everything will be okay!   Jennifer

Yes my love, because you will always be the butter to my bread, the breath of my life. Gary

89 Days

After July 7, 2014 I will be more alone than I have ever been in my entire life. June 1 of this year is the date given to my parents and my daughter and her two children to move into their own places. This will give Gary and I, 36 days alone with our son until he leaves for the Marines.

Gary and I will be the only ones in a rented two-story 5 bedroom 2 1/2 bath home. We will move. We need to get rid of,  pass on,  sell or trash a lot. I can not stand to think of Gary hauling my things and trying to stuff them into a little place.

We talked about what all we will do. How we will fill up the days working, the nights and weekends cooking together,or trying out a new place to get a drink or appetizer.  Whatever! I know at first I will be a crying mess and he will be my consoler. Sometimes, I wish he cried and I was the comforter. Ha!

Yes, of course, there is a whole exciting list on the computer for us to have fun with.  Jumping out of an airplane, hang gliding, bee-keeping, same-room sex, (we have only been with each other since we got married,but all the young people seem to be doing outlandish sexual acts so this went on the list-probably not considered wild at all), taking time off from work to travel and blog about our experiences, and other things that I can not remember because I am crying or feeling sick to my stomach or all at the same time. 

Is there a vitamin for PLEASE DON”T SEE ME CRY MY HOUSE IS GOING TO BE EMPTY?   ?????????

(Just got a text from Gary that he emailed a new list)

Well.  He is amazing! He made frugal living and the sustainable home sound fun together. I am so proud of him.  Basically, don’t have a luxury until we get our farm, but still enjoy dates and working hard together and making the two of us closer than ever. 

 

So off my poor me pity pot. Shoving some sunshine up my ass. Day 89!  I will see what I accomplish today!

So Blessed

I had to write this before I could breathe normal and let down for the evening.

I have received some special blessings today. My husband and I woke up fifteen minutes late, but we:

#1 Drank COFFEE

#2 Had Devotions and got on our knees and prayed for our whole family

#3 We made a deal to read through the Bible together in a year (something I have never attempted)

#4 Then still had time to have more coffee and hang out talking and smiling and laughing

#5 We hugged and reminded each other the weekend was almost here!

So, two seconds went by and he called me and said he missed me. I smiled and laughed and felt so blessed to have him in my life, missing me before he even left the driveway. I took my son to school and went home to fold clothes. I folded a pair of his blue jeans and a little tiny Purdue sweatshirt he wore when he was not even a year old. I had found it with his old yearbooks and washed it. I will put it in the big, blue tote my husband and I started for him. He will be leaving for the Marines July 7. He will get to come home for a very short period. I believe it is less than ten days and then he is off to start his life. What a blessing to have this little brief time with him. His blue tote will hold his Christmas train from Disney World, his Christmas decorations we picked out for him each year, yearbooks,and his little tiny Purdue sweater.

Then I was off again to drive our youngest daughter to work and to watch her two year old and 10 month old for a few hours. Such a blessing to have time with our grandchildren! We have eight and one on the way and they adore us.

Blessed! As I was driving, I really wanted to be with my mom. So I asked her to lunch and we all ate hamburgers and fries. As we sat at Burger King, I listened to them talk and saw them smiling and I slowed down and saw this time as such a sweet little blessing. I told myself to do this a lot more often. Even if it was picnics at the park or just a drive looking for animals in the country. Time is what every one really wants from me. My time. What an honor and a blessing. Then I took my mom home and after she got out, she turned and smiled. This smile said thank you baby for spending time with me and wanting to be with me. This almost made me cry. Lately, I have wanted to read James Patterson books and wrap up in a blanket and be selfish. So glad I have not given in to this moment of “me time” very much this year.

Then the babies and I headed to the library to pick out books for them. Some Dora the Explorer, Toy Story 2, and Tinkerbell and as we sat there, I thought how blessed I was. Of course, we barely had begun on the baby books and my grandson began to fill his diaper and OH My Gosh did he stink up the area. We checked out our books and I knew I did not have any baby wipes. I knew because my daughter had told me if I got some she would pay me back. Well, I had put it off. It was time to pick her up from work but I had to make a fastly run into Walmart with two little one’s. As I raced through the store, I tried to think how this was a blessing. All I came up with as I got behind slow people, and crowds, was that we were blessed somehow to be right were the Lord wanted us to be.

Then I got my daughter and my son and came home and decided to actually take some me time. So I shut the door to our bedroom and watched the ending to a sad movie. The blessing to this was that as I watched it, I had painted my nails and began to cry a lot during the movie and really needed to blow my nose. Since I am not that coordinated, and knowing that I would get toilet paper all over my nails, I sat and sniffled. I loathe to hear sniffling. But it caused me to think of the movie and how this man had lost his wife and his son. I began again to think how I am so much blessed from above and that I do not ever want to not want to take time to talk or drive or eat or watch a movie or take to work or pick up from school or care for any of them. They were made just for me. They are so amazing. I love to hear them chatter in the other room or on the phone. I love to hear them laugh and I love to hear them say that they love each other. All of us, all nineteen and a half (one due in March)!!! of us,are so blessed to be so close. So blessed.

Thank you, Dear Lord. Thank you for this slow Friday night we will spend at home. Pigging out on leftovers and watching a mystery and talking and laughing. Thank you for the most important blessing. Family and time. I know it will end soon and they will be in their own little homes with their own little schedules,but thank you for these special little moments. My husband just called and said he was jamming out and had the top down on his Mustang, so I said “Come pick me up and let’s take a drive”. While we drove, the song he dedicated to me was playing. The one he always gets choked up on at the end. Smashing Pumpkins,Today. I love him and here’s another blessing. Time with my loving husband at the end of the week and the beginning of a blessed weekend.

We will end our night in prayer,holding hands.  I am so thankful for today’s blessings. Thank you, Jennifer (Sissy, Momma, Mamaw) This woman is so blessed.

The Glue

Once upon a time, a husband gave his wife a small slip of paper that read- The Glue.  This little piece of paper meant honor,respect and encouraged her too.  This paper became an extremely prized possession. It was  tucked in with all the unfinished poems, lists of ideas for her writing, to the needs of their children in each stage of their life’s.

What this meant to her was not that she was the most important person in the family, but that she was a big part of a big growing, loving, important family. She really enjoyed all of being their Momma, a loving wife and also a friend to each one. She prayed for her babies before they were even born and as a couple they pray for them continually each day. Not one day is going to be the same as the other and they will have different needs. So she prays so hard for them.

She loved being pregnant and welcoming each child into this world with her husband. She loved that they each had  different gifts and personalities. That some gave them more drama than what she felt like they deserved. But this made them stronger as a couple. Taking time as a couple to be there for one another and their family.

She loved taking them to school, and picking them up each and every day. Smiling at them and giving them hugs and kisses. Taking them for their shots and doctor visits. Going to the library and the park as a family was a treasured time in her heart. All of  them going to the beach and pool and having picnics too. She was so proud that all of them could swim so well. Like beautiful mermaids and a handsome prince of the sea. She loved hanging out eating pizza or nachos and playing games on Friday nights. One favorite family game was  Clue, and they had the movie playing in the background . She loved working hard at her own personal  business and having a husband that worked doubly hard. Making meals that were healthy and fun and unhealthy and more fun.  Having freeze outs! The air conditioner set so cold that they all had to bring blankets out to the game room and  play video games and fall asleep to cartoons blaring all through the night.

She loved that they argued very loudly. Then after ten minutes they were crying and hugging.  If she thought one of them was hurting she would be beside herself with worry. She loved to hear her children sweetly humming in the house,because it meant their heart was truly happy. She loved that all of her children told them they had, had a wonderful childhood.

She loves them all and loves being sticky enough to help her husband hold them all together. The glue loves her life from the beginning, the start, because she knows there is nothing that can tear them apart. After her time is through, who will be the glue? She wonders if at some time through her life, she will dig her handwritten prize out of even more piled up papers, and memories and hand it to the grown-up younger glue. She hopes he or she will understand the meaning of this honor that is being passed on. That this new glue will hold them all together with deep love from their heart, patience from the beginning, respect and honor, and prayer from the start.

Hello

Hello! How are you this afternoon? I hope all is well with you and your family. We have been battling allergies and I had a migraine on all days-Valentine’s! We are looking forward to more pleasant weather next week and not having to be all bundled up just to take a walk together. We celebrated my 46th birthday Saturday and three out of our four children were there and all but one of my grandchildren. Our one daughter lives in Florida with her husband and her son and a little one on the way. I enjoyed hearing all the laughter and little feet running around. I loved the noise! My husband planned the whole party. He is really my very best of friends. I watched him bring out my cupcakes as everyone sang to me and I got all excited and yelled out hooray and clapped my hands! He laughed and as he bent down for me to blow out my candles,one of our granddaughters leaned in and blew them out and cheered! Of course seeing her so happy and flashing her beautiful big smile at me, I burst into laughter and threw my arms around her and all my little precious one’s that were near. My husband let me choose the meal and dessert. I completely threw him for a loop when I said I wanted stir-fry or burritos and nachos. I am still,after a couple of weeks,smiling so big from everyone being so close to me and loving me so much and making me so happy every single day of my life. I am so very blessed! Thank you Dear Lord!!!