Thursday, August 12, 2010
Cory's Handy Work.......
My son is too funny.... he has created a picture of his "little man" by morphing KL's and his face into an image of what his little boy might look like. KL thinks it's weird, Cory just smirks because she thinks it's weird... LOL .... Time will tell to see just how close he is to the real thing!
.... and BABY makes 3!!!
GREAT NEWS!!!! Around November 10th "ish" we will be adding another member to our family.... Yes! Cory and KL are expecting a little BOY this fall and we couldn't be happier. I'm still getting my arms around being a "Grandma", but as soon as I see that sweet little face I will gladly assume the role. So, stay tuned... I'm sure my page here will be full of new and exciting things to come. :)Friday, April 30, 2010
I Love You

I love you.
It’s not a weight you must carry around.
I love you.
It’s not a box that holds you in.
I love you.
It’s not a standard you have to bear.
I love you.
It’s not a sacrifice I make.
I love you.
It’s not a pedestal you are frozen upon.
I love you.
It’s not an expectation of perfection.
I love you.
It’s not my life’s whole purpose - or yours.
I love you.
It’s not to make you change.
I love you.
It’s not even to make you love me.
I love you.
It’s as pure and simple as that.
-~Author Unknown~
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Spring ~ The Rose
Sunday, February 28, 2010
After A While, You Learn
After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul, and you learn that love doesn't mean leaning, and company doesn't mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts, and presents aren't promises.
And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans, and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn...that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So you plant your garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure ... That you really are strong … And you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn …
With every good-bye you learn.
Jorge Luis Borges
Translation by Veronica A. Shoffstall
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
I Am The New Year

I AM THE NEW YEAR.
I am unused, unspotted, without blemish, I stretch before you three hundred and sixty-five days long.
I will present each day in its turn, a new leaf in the book of life for you to place upon it your imprint.
I AM THE NEW YEAR.
Each hour of every day, I will give you sixty minutes that have never known the use of man.
White and pure I present them; it remains for you to fill them with sixty jeweled seconds of Love, Hope, Endeavor, Patience, Faith and to BELIEVE.
I AM THE NEW YEAR.
I am coming –
But once past, I can never be recalled,
Make me your best!
~Author Unknown~
I am unused, unspotted, without blemish, I stretch before you three hundred and sixty-five days long.
I will present each day in its turn, a new leaf in the book of life for you to place upon it your imprint.
I AM THE NEW YEAR.
Each hour of every day, I will give you sixty minutes that have never known the use of man.
White and pure I present them; it remains for you to fill them with sixty jeweled seconds of Love, Hope, Endeavor, Patience, Faith and to BELIEVE.
I AM THE NEW YEAR.
I am coming –
But once past, I can never be recalled,
Make me your best!
~Author Unknown~
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