Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Easter Monday is a memory of strength from God.

It is the 26th anniversary of my baby's funeral. I remember the sense of no ability to stand on my legs. They wobbled on every step. I couldn't trust them, until the very first hymn that was sung. It seemed that every voice there, was singing into my legs and I could stand. It was the most amazing feeling of infused strength from God. I learned it then and I learn it everytime that my grief threatens to get the better of me. God's Church has the authority from Heaven to build and to strengthen the feeble knees. Halleluia! What a Savior!

Sunday, March 27, 2016

Easter is about the Resurrection of Jesus

I am grateful for that truth. I am grateful for all of the resurrections that God has given into my life. I am grateful for the hope of the resurrection to come.

Friday, March 25, 2016

It is Good Friday and Loss Day for me!

God is more than good on Good Friday! He amazingly makes you look at yourself and the sacrifice He made on your behalf,every year and every day, if you let him. I am rejoicing that it was for me, that Christ went to the cross. I am rejoicing that He daily holds my hand through every season of life. Today is the anniversary of one of the darkest seasons. Still, so many questions linger about my God's attention to me, in that season of my life. I feel that I will always have them. But the blooms on my grief tree render sweet reconcilements of God's Greatness and my misconceptions. All that we study about Him is not the half of what He is. His Attributes could be studied for eternity and would still pale in the light of His reality. My heart and my mind are looking over the little body of my precious baby Ben and now I see Jesus standing and holding me up in my deepest grief. Sometimes, my pain makes me blame Him. Like my little babies that I care for raise their hands to hit at me, for their lack of understanding. Jesus does the same for me, everyday, when my grief and frustrations take me to the limit. He wipes the tears and teaches me His way. It is really about learning to worship Him.

Saturday, March 12, 2016

That's My Baby Ezra! No more baby, this young man is really adorable.

What a great Easter Concert. They sang in Greek, Hebrew and Swahili! A Multischool Concert and Ezra was chosen, what a privilege for a rambunctious Middleschooler!

Sunday, March 6, 2016

the Best Birthday present for me, for Baby Ben's Birthday is Evvie coming home!!!

We laughed so hard on the way home that we could hardly breathe. It has been 27 years since I laughed like that on March 4th!

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.