Tuesday, December 22, 2009

As I juggle to try to spread myself among my 6...

It reminds me of the blessing of attention. I was blessed with the utmost attention of both my parents at all times. I realize that nobody else in the family could or can understand that. They knew if I was cutting my bread wrong, or doing this or that odd thing;as was so often the case. Attention is a two edged sword. No one ever had to tell them if I had aced something or failed at something, they were attentive and aware of the action, before I seemed to finish it. Amy forced the issue and was very successful at keeping Mommy and Daddy on their toes with her as well, as was Ju. The other children seemed happy to pick and choose their times for attention, getting it and not getting it, seemingly haphazardly. We really did have some intentionally attentive parents, for all of their foibles. Young and attentive and with all of the energy, they placed into everybody's lives, it is not by accident that everybody has been successful to some extent or another.
I just want to keep reminding you that First, it was me and my mommy!
Thank you mommy!

By the way, do you remember those Christmas envelopes from Uncle Frank and the huge oranges? Wasn't that a delightful Christmas memory?


Joanne Bodden said...

You must know with 6 children of your own how difficult it is. Each child is an individual needing different approaches. There is no book on how to do it but if your intentions are good things usually can reflect God's Grace. Yes it was you & Mom first & always even though Amy is still hawking your spot LOL.

Jayne said...

I do try to share her with you people, Do give me some credit. LOL. I am learning so much from seeing how God treated King David, who was also a forgotten child, like you. He never idolized anybody but God. He said the Lord is my shepherd, not my big brother. I think his relationship with God was built on the preciousness of not being able to depend on anybody else. I always think of you when I read about his life. I do hope that you have been able to build that kind of relationship with God from your pain. Love you.

Title- The Studious One!

Title-  The Studious One!
artwork by Elyse

Of biscuits and syrup

Of biscuits and syrup
tasty treats

Happy Saturday!

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

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

My Father and I 1989

to the tune of Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme


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.