TURKEY DAY

About nine (9) years ago or so, the day before turkey day was something I would have taken back.

You see my brothers were in a very horrible car accident, which put both of them in grave danger.

One was air-lifted to a different hospital than the elder.

My parents were left not to know what was going to happen to the brother who was flown away.

The other took hours to be cleared and still need to be checked out further, but  considering the circumstances they allowed them to leave and drive the two hours to get to the other hospital that the other son (brother) was at, not knowing the outcome.

Might I mention , that I was a 1,000 miles or so away, and not sure if I could see or ever hear their voices and smiles again( for real).  I truly love them and thank God for everyday they are on this Earth with me. At that time I had no idea that my life would be what  it is now.  I guess I can honestly say that things work out in the end or for the better.  Don't get me wrong , I would have liked it not to happened.  But my family is where we are today, because of the events of that one horrible night.  So to you I say I am thankful for the mistakes, falls,trips,wrong turns,the right turns, and bumps in the road which lead to your greatest accomplishments.

Happy Thanksgiving.

One more day

One more day I tell myself, to be closer to having him here.

One day closer to knowing he is ours.

One day closer to being able to know him again.

One day marked off our calender,until he is safe.

One day for our house to have  two adults in it.

One day to have a set time for dinner.

One day to have someone again call me .

One day for my life to have him here, to make decisions with.

One day closer to having someone to ask questions.

One day closer to wrapping my arms around him.

To One day  being whole again.

I know this life is good, I again Thank all the many other military families 

whom have loved ones far away.

My prayers are with you always.

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special day

Well  for many years I have been waiting for the day, time,place to be right for us as a family to baptize our littlest one , who is three years old. 

Everything is meant to happen for a reason, I can say I am feeling better and better about this day finally arriving.  So are the  two oldest, they have forever and a day been saying things such as the following," oh, if you want to be sad about something, it should be because little one is not baptized," among other little hints and  gestures.  So we are excited and thrilled, just seems that it all fell into place.

My Great Grandma (Ama) used to say "that they had a little devils tail, if they had not been baptize."  Well I will let you know if she changes in any way.  But I believe she is great , yet I am biased about the blessings I have.  

Afterwards: As we started the baptism, she seemed shy and unsure.  I had butterflies in my stomach, full of excitement.  Finally, after all this she had been baptized , as it happened I looked at my other children  and one had the biggest smile I have ever seen.  My oldest was up with us being a proxy and she enjoyed that. The five year old was trying to sit still , she did her best. To sum it up I felt tears of joy as I knew now she had been baptized . 

Random thought

My days are filled with taking care of little ones, that are becoming big ones right in front of my eyes.  My thought is for My Guy, you see he has missed a tremendous amount of our time here, because of the deployments.  I feel that he feels strange being around  us for a long period of time. When he is not here we seem to stay pretty busy,school,parks,friends over and much more.  I guess our days just rush by and before we know it he has returned.  This is how we deal with this life we live right now. My thought is I think all military families go through this at one time or another. I am interested in how we as spouses of these men and women who go and do their job away from their families.  How we do it and How they get through it?I know I am stronger in my faith and love for him.

Every night I can tuck my kids in, but not My Guy.

Everyday I can hug them as our day starts, but not My Guy.

I can sit around the table and talk to them about our day, but not My Guy.

I can watch them play with friends and see the pure joy in their faces, but not My Guy.

I get these memories Forever etched in my mind, forever. Not My Guy.

I get Forever, Always, I feel sad when I think of my memories not matching My Guy's.

But one day Forever will be his too, the memories of our kids, special days, special things, anything shared for even a moment. It will be Forever.

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crying

Someone wrote the below, and as I was reading it I was brought to tears.
I thought I would share.

Senator Obama wins the presidential election, especially if liberal majority takes over in the Senate, we can expect the UN Convention on the Rights of the Child Treaty to be brought up for ratification as soon as proponents (like Senator Clinton) believe it has enough support to pass. Since Madeline Albright signed the treaty on President Clinton's behalf while he was still in office,ratification by the Senate is all it needs to become the "law of the land."From Parental Rights: If this treaty is made binding upon our country,the government would have the power to intervene in any child's life to advance its definition of "the best interests of the child." The scenarios that could occur-and are occurring-as a result of this dangerous notion are both manifold and frightening. Under the UNCRC,instead of following due process, government agencies would have the power to override your parental choices at their whim because they determine what is in "the best interest of the child." Expect independent homeschooling to be outlawed and replaced by government school-at-home programs, where Bible-based curriculum and teaching any subject from a biblical perspective will be banned. Expect private schools to become government-run with the same restrictions. Expect the government to use overseeing & directing your homeschooling as an avenue to accuse you of false non-homeschooling allegations like abuse, neglect, etc., thereby having your children removed from you.