Poem

He jumped on a Grenade How many did he save A life full of hope cut short Only 19 years old Not even an old soul A life of hope cut short How do you tell his mother His father and Brother A life of hope cut short Our leader shed a single tear His Country cried 4 wasted years A life of hope cut short Our Father is the heavens Welcomed NO more fearful nights to come His life left us full of Hope

I'm a mother~ Hear me Roar

Do you ever think you can't answer another question~ that if one more little face asks you an impossible question your going to scream? Well I have, as my children were growing they would come up with some amazing questions~ Which of course led to more questions which prompted their siblings to ask questions~ Which led to arguments about questions~ Which led mother to SCREAM! I didn't actually scream at the children(all the time) on good days I went to my room to scream in my pillow or to the shower to scream(and sometimes choke) under the shower spray. I discovered this morning why I felt so overwhelmed at times by all the questions. Now let me explain that I discovered this while going through the question barrage this morning with my now adolescent child. I discovered the reason for my lack of patience is because~ DRUM ROLL ~ I DON'T KNOW ALL THE ANSWERS!!! Can you imagine my shock as the clarity encompassed my mind. When did this happen, when did I not become the all knowing~ all seeing~ super intelligent~ UBerMOM? How could this be? Have others known all along? Are my children figuring this out? Where is the justice? I'll tell you, I may not have all the answers, but I know where to find them. In a leather bound book on my nightstand~ In the promise of the rainbow~ In a still soft voice that speaks to me when I remember to listen~ In the knowledge he gives to my lovely ladies that I have been blessed to know who lucky for me share their knowledge with me~On the Cross~ No, I may not have all the answers, but aren't my children lucky I know the Truth?

The "F" Word

My son used the "F" word today and no I don't mean fat. Now you must remember that he is 19 and has the legal right to say whatever he wants. But he is my son and my law says "H" word NO! At least not in front of me. I think I was 30 before I cursed in front of my dad and at 38 I still (out of respect for him as well as myself) do not curse in front of him. Why does using crude language make us think that we are getting our point across better? Does using vulgarity get our point across stronger? Do you belive someone who says "I am F-ing Mad" is angrier that someone who says "I am Mad"? I know that I have spewed crass words at many in my life, I still do on occasion. But in 2007 I plan to get my point across more effectively by being Graceful. I wonder how my son would would feel if I asked him to do the same?

It's a Small World

Well, it's offical, I HAVE NO LIFE! My world has gotten entirly too small. Work, Family, Church. Repeat, repeat,repeat. I am on a mission! My mission should I choose to accept it, (OK I accept it, I created it). Develope a life of my own. Find a hobby, meet new people, GET ACTIVE. One of the first things I have started is my blogging! I have been on blogger since 2005 and have not published much. My blogger goal is 4 a week. This was a short week so I'm ok with the three. I'm open to suggestion. Does anybody out there have a hobby they love? Let me know!

Love My Ladies

I love my Ladies, by this I mean the group of women in my life that lift me up. Most of them are from my church, but I have the "others" as well. How important it is for us as women to surround each other, form a circle, and love and support each other. Last night at my Womens bible study one of my ladies put it best. She described the scene at her lake the other night. What caught her eye was a huge beautiful Eagle soaring around her lake, he was swooping and diving for fish or other nourishment, just a beautiful sight. All of this changed suddenly as he went toward some Geese that were on the lake, the beautiful bird turned into an attacking predator. He was diving at and attcking the Geese with his powerful talons. Up and down he went, why she did'nt know as they are not normally enemies. The Geese did the most amazing thing. They formed a circle, a tight circle, with necks to the center and turned down. A circle of protection, guarding each other, so close that the Eagle could not penetrate them. After a few minutes of evaluation he decided to move on and when the Geese sensed his departure, they went their separate ways. How wonderful would it be if we responded to the attacks in our lives the same way. If when we or one of our Ladies were in trouble, we formed a tight circle of protection. Arms around each other until the danger passed. Keeping one another safe or at the least protected from what ever predator is seeking to harm them. I am going to try, in 2007, to be part of a circle of protection for the women in my life. To let them know I will always have arms to wrap around them, a prayer to send up for them, an ear or a hug, protecting them until the danger passes.

Garrett

I had an interesting 2006 and I hope to have a great 2007. I don't make resolutions but I do have in mind a few things I would like to accomplish in the next twelve months. In a few weeks my life will change dramatically, my oldest child and only son Garrett will be moving to California to work with my father and brother. He was raised there until he was twelve so he knows where he is going, I'm just not sure he knows who he is. He is a great kid with a strong since of justice. He definately wants the scales in his life balanced. I hope that my father will teach him the best he has to offer. Garrett also still requires encouragement and guidance, I know he needs to learn to be a man, but he will always be my son. I know how the motivate him and comfort him, it will be interesting to see how my father does in taking over this role. he is such a wise man and I am greatful for the energy he wants to give to his Grandson. Garrett can only learn and grow and benefit from this experience. Lets just hope Mom survives.