Have a happy holiday... May the star atop your Christmas tree shine throughout your Christmas Day.
Dearest Sisters, Brother, nieces and nephews and friends,
I do wish that I could be home for Christmas and this is the 3rd year that I will not be with you to hug and hear the voices and lovetalk of Christmas and the huge party we celebrate at Ju's house. "This is How WE do it!" We celebrate the life and the love that God has given us and I do thank Him for that.
I wish that this year you or someone would tape every remembrance word that Ms Nettie has of her trip to Spain. She is the special guest star this year. She has lots to share and lots of lessons for us all. I wish you would give her a hearing alone to share her remembrances with everybody. What a growth journey she has been on. We all remember journeys that we have taken and the fact that no one was there to listen to the lessons that we learned. We had to keep those things to ourselves, because the dynamic of our family was not yet conducive to hearing everyone's life lessons. Let's not let that happen with Ms. Nettie on this trip. Let's catch every glow in her eyes and every joy of her lessons. Let's catch every tear of her broken heart to have left part of her heart in Spain and have to go back to the part of her heart that was here in Los Estados Unidos. She is a woman and we would be wise to listen to the stories. Tape them for me if you can, please.
Our family is enjoying a season of refreshing and love with one another. Still basking in the unity that God has allowed us to enjoy. We miss you all and wish that we could take that long car trip to see you. But for this year that is impossible. All of our love is sent to you and to the children and grandchildren. I cannot believe that everyone is getting so big. I saw Muffy as a mommy on the facebook and her daughters are adorable. Her presence in the family is breathtaking. Papa would be proud that his girls and boys are being responsible adults and living up to the joy of parenting.
I love you and again wish you a very Merry Christmas!
Love, Jayne
Monday, December 22, 2008
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Title- The Studious One!
artwork by Elyse
Of biscuits and syrup
tasty treats
Happy Saturday!
a day at the Raptor Center.
Widdle Emmie in outer space school
Emmie jumped on the bus and off it flew out into the atmosphere. There was a set of clouds with turbulence right above the house and it took a few minutes for my Emmie to buckle her seatbelt. They hit the bump hard and it knocked my Emmie out of her seat and she bumped her head. The video camera came on and the monitor looked through and stated, Ms. Emmie, where are you? You are not in your seat. Where are you? I am alright I fell because I hadn’t buckled correctly. Well jump up Emmie we have a long way to go and you have to be buckled there is entirely too much turbulence in the stratosphere for you to unbuckle now. As soon as we are through this weather system there will be straight sailing but right now you must buckle. Emmie scrambled into the seat with intensity and purpose now. She watched every cloud pass her window and her nose was pressed to the window trying to see the top of the house as it drifted slowly out of sight. Soon they were not only out of sight of the house, the sun came out brightly and just as quickly they were putting on the atmospherical breathing apparatus and the outerspherical lights. The ABA and the OL. These precautions were to make them appear to be satellites to the radar as they were out in the ionosphere. Emmie knew all about this now. She had gone to the orientation and had a good breakfast and it took them 20 minutes for her to get out past the atmospherical pull and to feel the zero gravity. It would be 15 minutes before the gravity simulators would take effect, a glitch in the system which was being worked on. Until then, they enjoyed the couple of minutes of floatation, while being connected to the seats by belt. The first thing they saw everyday was the strataflotsam. The items which had been dumped into the atmosphere by earlier generations. What would their generation do about this ecological waste area that remained floating above their heads? This was a question for the generations. For now it was the area that they had to guide through on the way to school.
Midnight at the OASIS
Sunset in Huntersville
My little Emmie
ran to the bus on the first day of the last year of school. 2 buns on the side of her head. She kissed me and ran at dawn to the bus. She was starting the adventure of a lifetime. I would never see that little girl again, she was going to woman school!
My Father and I 1989
to the tune of Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme
A VISIT TO PAPA
Are you going to Mary Immaculate?
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,
Remember me to the one who lived there,
He once was a true love of mine,
Tell him to buy me an acre of land,
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,
Between the muddy Hudson in Jamaica Bay,
Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,
Tell him to sow in it seeds of pure cream,
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,
And build Ice cream mountains and buildings of whipped cream,
Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,
Tell him to reap them with sickles of M&M’s,
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,
And chew bubble gum and eat till we’re done,
Then, He’ll be a true love of mine.
Tell him to run it off down the motor parkway,
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,
After your done 50 pushups
and jog down the West Side Highway,
Then he’ll be a true love of mine…
(Don’t wait for me today dad, The kids are sick again, My tummy’s bulging again, My heart is aching again, And now there’s no love there…)
He once was, a true love of mine….So, Girls, I do beg you don't miss your Daddy,Apricots, Chocolate cherries and Pie,You have one short chance to see him on this side, Go visit him and let your light shine.
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