I put a sunset header on my page. The sun has set for the last time in 2017. I can't believe I've written this many posts in one week! I could have let last night's post be the end but I make my blog into a book and it needs to have the last day of the year in it. I read last years final post and it's weird to realize I didn't have a clue what this year was going to hand out. It wasn't too bad. A few bumps along the way but many roads were smooth sailing. We welcomed a new daughter-in-law, Evelyn, Jack had major eye surgery, and a trip out to Portland to see our kiddos that we miss each day are just a few of the big ticket items from 2017. My Mom soldiered through some illnesses this year and sounded good today as we chatted on the phone. Work went from quiet to crazy busy and challenging with new doctors on board and a new assignment for me as I take on being the GYN clinician. What's in store for 2018? Of course, like last year at this time, I don't have a clue! That's good because my word I've chose for this year is FAITH. I need more of that in my life and will work in that direction. I also have a phrase.."Let It Be"...yep, like the song. I heard Sir Paul McCartney singing it the other day and realized that it would be a good thing for me to do in 2018..just let the small things be and the big ones I'll go with faith and let God handle it. So I'm looking forward to many beautiful sunsets in 2018. It will mark 10 years that I've been blogging! Thanks to all my blog friends and all my family for supporting me and putting up with my craziness at times! Happy New Year Everyone!
Saturday, December 30, 2017
Last night Jack and I hopped in the car and headed off to Anthony's basketball game. He plays on the JV team at his high school. I couldn't help but remember all the times we loaded up our van over the years and went to our kiddos games. Jack and Craig were the only ones who played basketball and of course it's a Winter sport so over the river and through the woods with snow, cold and wind was the usual for us. Often Jack's parents came along. I couldn't find the photo of them I took while they were all cozy in the cheap seats in the back of our van! They supported their Grandkids in all activities. We're trying to do the same. It's what Grandparents do I guess. I remember going at top speed down to Columbus airport to pick up my Mom so she could be at the gym for Senior night. (That's senior in high school, not old folks night! Ha!) We arrived just in time to see Craig walk out. Whew! So many games that had us cheering, leering (at the refs!), shouting, stomping our feet, standing for the National Anthem, feeling so proud of the kids and also either so happy for the win or sad for them when it went the other way. I remember crying at the very last games of their high school careers. Time was fleeting toward adulthood and saying goodbye, even to all the running and craziness of those years, was bittersweet. All this was going through my cranium as I watched Anthony on the court.
Monday, December 25, 2017
Just putting the year, 2017, has my mind reeling...so much time has flown by and so many Christmases have been celebrated. We go about all the usual rituals, traditions, and rushing and exhausting ourselves at times, as we've done in the past. I wanted to have all my shopping done by the end of November this year so I could enjoy the season more and spend more time on reflecting the real reason we celebrate. I came close but still had that last minute finishing up. We still did rush about and there were some things I wasn't able to get done. Our trip to Chicago, as I wrote about previously, didn't turn out the way we hoped but still we were able to see family members that we hadn't seen in a while and were able to spend some precious time with Mom. I'm lucky to have her with us and think about all those who aren't here now. Jack's parents, who were such a huge part of our Christmas celebrations when our kids were little, have been gone 17 years and my Dad, who always made Christmas fun when I was little, has been gone 41 years. I talked with Mom today and she said Christmas day has always been sad for her. Her mother died when my Mom was 10 and she died on Christmas day...1936. Christmas was never the same for her and yet, as children, we never knew that it was hard for her since she and Dad made our Christmases full of happy memories. I would guess that none of us remember every gift we've ever received but once in a while one or two will have a special place in our memory. One memory I have is about a gift that wasn't even mine. It was my sister's. It was the year she wanted a puppy. We creeped down the stairs super early on Christmas morning and spied a big cage covered with a cloth. Thinking it must be the puppy, she peeked inside. She jumped back horrified. When I asked what was wrong she said she didn't know what was in the cage, but it didn't have a head! We high tailed it back to bed and wondered what the heck Santa had left! It turned out to be a myna bird named Charlie. Not a puppy but he was a member of our family for many years and was quite the character! I doubt I will ever have a Christmas that isn't filled with some rushing about or being tired or maybe not having everything turn out like a Hallmark movie. But there will always be the surprises, the hugs, the laughs and the joy of family and friends this time of year. Many have said that they couldn't wait for it to be over and I know I even mumbled that a bit myself this year...and I'm sorry I did. Time passes much to quickly. The traditions we have created that are unique to our family are important. We attended church yesterday and enjoyed the music and the scripture readings and special talks that were given. They softened my Grinch heart! The gathering today of our family members went great...and was so much fun. Yep, it was all worth it...as it is every year. Merry Christmas everyone! Of course I have to add photos of the day. Not much different than past Christmas seasons..and that's just fine with me!
Thursday, December 21, 2017
It's officially Winter. Good-bye dear Fall, I'll miss you, my favorite time of year! We've had some pretty chilly temps and a few inches of snow already. Chubbs loves the colder weather and snow.
Monday, December 18, 2017
Sunday, December 3, 2017
that's so true. Girl/boy meets girl/boy and somewhere between the beginning and the end they, of course, fall in love. Also in the middle is a small town that's perfect for Christmas. It's decorated, has a cafe that the whole town goes to eat, an adorable bed and breakfast or some kind of Inn to house all the perfectly beautiful people of the town. They have festivals, parades, tree lighting ceremonies, ice sculpting, Christmas tree farms, hot cocoa, homemade cookies and a happy ending. I told my hubby and sister that if we find a town like that we're moving there! Then I started thinking about our town of Ashland, Ohio. Yes, it's small, although we do have a University...and a Wal-Mart on the outskirts. We have special events like small business day of shopping that was last week. Since it was my son Jack's birthday his wife and daughter, along with Jack and I, dragged him to our charming downtown for some shopping.
Friday, November 24, 2017
Yesterday was a lively and family filled Thanksgiving day. I looked back at other posts I did and realized that they pretty much go the same way....food, family, full bellies and good times. Sometimes we have more folks here and sometimes less. This was a "more" day and we couldn't have been happier. There are those who aren't here in body but thoughts of them are so heartfelt. Jack and I talked about the Thanksgiving dinners we had when his folks were alive. I know he misses them at this time of year so I try and make the traditional foods his Mom made and know I can never make them as good...she was a southern gal who could make the best gravy! But nobody has complained around here so I think all was good! My sister and Mom were planning on coming this weekend but the 6 hour drive seemed a bit too much for Mom this time, so they stayed put and enjoyed the family in Chicago. We talked on the phone and sent videos of everyone to Mom and to our son Craig out in Portland...wait, he wasn't in Portland...the family went to Amy's family in Spokane, Washington. I know they have many traditions that our from Amy's family and then mix them with their own. That's how it's done, I'm sure, in many families all over the country. There's something comforting about things being the same each year. It centers you while the world keeps spinning around. I hope your day was great and time was taken to remember blessings. I'm so grateful for my family and this wonderful country we live in. Happy Thanksgiving.