**
"Opps," she said. "Did I forget to call you? Yes - the doctor says, 'No Cancer.' They'll do a few more tests but he said it wasn't cancer."
**
Day 1: February 8, 2006 Here I am beginning my very own blog. I'm here because I have two beautiful girls and a wonderful husband and I want to savor the little day-to-day things that make up our lives together. Without the benefit of journaling these little tidbits blur into one long memory less the minutia that makes life so rich.
Tuesday, May 22
Monday, May 21
Silence
**

First they came for the Jews
and I did not speak out -
because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for the Socialists
and I did not speak out -
because I was not a Socialist.
Then the came for the trade unionists
and I did not speak out -
because I was not a trade unionist.
Then they came for me
and there was no one left
to speak out for me.
-author unknown-
** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** **
I took this photograph almost three years ago while living near Washington D.C. and have always loved it. I found the accompanying poem while in my mid-twenties. The two seem to fit together like two matching pieces of different puzzles.
Both the photo and the poem remind me that if we don't take the time and make the effort to help and protect those among us who can not protect themselves - one day we may look around for helping hands ourselves and find none. Either because there is no one left (as in the poem) or because, through our tacit approval and participation, we will have created a society that doesn't look out for its fellow human beings.
Don't let this happen. Look around you today and reach out a helping hand to someone around you. Volunteer or make a donation - this world is counting on you.
And remember the words of Marian Wright; “We must not, in trying to think about how we can make a big difference, ignore the small daily differences we make which, over time, add up to big differences that we often cannot foresee.”
**
Silence
First they came for the Jews
and I did not speak out -
because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for the Socialists
and I did not speak out -
because I was not a Socialist.
Then the came for the trade unionists
and I did not speak out -
because I was not a trade unionist.
Then they came for me
and there was no one left
to speak out for me.
-author unknown-
** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** **
I took this photograph almost three years ago while living near Washington D.C. and have always loved it. I found the accompanying poem while in my mid-twenties. The two seem to fit together like two matching pieces of different puzzles.
Both the photo and the poem remind me that if we don't take the time and make the effort to help and protect those among us who can not protect themselves - one day we may look around for helping hands ourselves and find none. Either because there is no one left (as in the poem) or because, through our tacit approval and participation, we will have created a society that doesn't look out for its fellow human beings.
Don't let this happen. Look around you today and reach out a helping hand to someone around you. Volunteer or make a donation - this world is counting on you.
And remember the words of Marian Wright; “We must not, in trying to think about how we can make a big difference, ignore the small daily differences we make which, over time, add up to big differences that we often cannot foresee.”
**
Labels:
Ala-Boo,
Photography,
Random Thoughts and Ponderings
Friday, May 18
Sunday, May 13
Things That Make Mother's Day Grand....,
**
Cards and notes from friends recognizing your 'work,'
Hi Casey -
I saw this and thought immediately of you.
Guess that says it all.
Hope you have a wonderful Mother's Day!
Love, Kris

Thoughtful words and homemade cards from your husband and kids,
Dinner with some of your favorite people,
And the most delicious homemade apple/raspberry pie you've ever tasted.
Cards and notes from friends recognizing your 'work,'
Hi Casey -I saw this and thought immediately of you.
Guess that says it all.
Hope you have a wonderful Mother's Day!
Love, Kris

Thoughtful words and homemade cards from your husband and kids,
Dinner with some of your favorite people,
And the most delicious homemade apple/raspberry pie you've ever tasted.
Saturday, May 12
Happiness – Defined and Displayed
Wednesday, May 9
Mother's Day - It'll Be a Surprise
**
"Mom!"
"What?!"
"I know what we can get you for Mother's Day!" Alex is so excited I think she might jump out of her skin. "Shhh. It's a surprise."
"Oh."
"A card," she whispers. "We can get you a card. We'll make it. With Daddy and put stuff on it from the house with glue," still whispering but clearly not grasping the concept of a surprise. "And you have to go somewhere."
"Oh?"
"Yes cause we have to get ready," she explains as she walks into her room for stories with Daddy and bedtime.
"Daddy, we can decorate with streamers and balloons and we'll make a card and mommy has to go someplace so she won't know and it will be a surprise," Alex excitedly tells her Daddy as he and Rachel pick out books for story time.
Me - grinning from ear to ear. It's great to be a mom.
**
"Mom!"
"What?!"
"I know what we can get you for Mother's Day!" Alex is so excited I think she might jump out of her skin. "Shhh. It's a surprise."
"Oh."
"A card," she whispers. "We can get you a card. We'll make it. With Daddy and put stuff on it from the house with glue," still whispering but clearly not grasping the concept of a surprise. "And you have to go somewhere."
"Oh?"
"Yes cause we have to get ready," she explains as she walks into her room for stories with Daddy and bedtime.
"Daddy, we can decorate with streamers and balloons and we'll make a card and mommy has to go someplace so she won't know and it will be a surprise," Alex excitedly tells her Daddy as he and Rachel pick out books for story time.
Me - grinning from ear to ear. It's great to be a mom.
**
Monday, May 7
In My Daughter's Eyes
**
This song came out just after my first daughter was born and I still love it. And now, 4 & 1/2 years later, both my daughters know most of the words.
**
In my daughter's eyes I am a hero
I am strong and wise and I know no fear
But the truth is plain to see
She was sent to rescue me
I see who I wanna be
In my daughter's eyes
In my daughter's eyes everyone is equal
Darkness turns to light and the
world is at peace
This miracle God gave to me gives me
strength when I am weak
I find reason to believe
In my daughter's eyes
And when she wraps her hand
around my finger
it puts a smile in my heart
Everything becomes a little clearer
I realize what life is all about
It's hangin' on when your heart
has had enough
It's giving more when you feel like giving up
I've seen the light
It's in my daughter's eyes
In my daughter's eyes I can see the future
A reflection of who I am and what will be
Though she'll grow and someday leave
Maybe raise a family
When I'm gone I hope you see how happy
she made me
For I'll be there
In my daughter's eyes
~Written by: James Slater~
**
This song came out just after my first daughter was born and I still love it. And now, 4 & 1/2 years later, both my daughters know most of the words.
**
In my daughter's eyes I am a hero
I am strong and wise and I know no fear
But the truth is plain to see
She was sent to rescue me
I see who I wanna be
In my daughter's eyes
In my daughter's eyes everyone is equal
Darkness turns to light and the
world is at peace
This miracle God gave to me gives me
strength when I am weak
I find reason to believe
In my daughter's eyes
And when she wraps her hand
around my finger
it puts a smile in my heart
Everything becomes a little clearer
I realize what life is all about
It's hangin' on when your heart
has had enough
It's giving more when you feel like giving up
I've seen the light
It's in my daughter's eyes
In my daughter's eyes I can see the future
A reflection of who I am and what will be
Though she'll grow and someday leave
Maybe raise a family
When I'm gone I hope you see how happy
she made me
For I'll be there
In my daughter's eyes
~Written by: James Slater~
**
Thursday, May 3
Cancer
**
My mom called yesterday. Which was almost an event in itself as she rarely initiates a call. But my older sister was out of town and she needed to talk to one of her kids. The news she had needed to be shared and shared with someone who loves her.
In the midst of her husband's treatment for prostate cancer, Mom discovered that her cancer of 2o years ago has returned. She hasn't been properly diagnosed but her symptoms are identical and she seems fairly certain. She also seemed pretty (read: uncharacteristically) calm - though very concerned. And, on top of the fear she has for her own health, she really seemed overwhelmed by the thought of having to deal with both cancers simultaneously.
I did my best to listen and not inflame her anxiety. I asked questions. She had very few answers. I let her tell me what she could and offered to help her navigate the nightmare health care system.
Later that night Dave and I talked about it and I gave him all the details. The few that I had anyway. He asked me how I felt about it and I said, "Fine. I'm assuming that she'll be OK. She went through this 20 years ago and was ok. It sounds like she's caught it early and all will be fine again." I confidently added, "You know, it's not like it used to be. Cancer isn't automatically a death sentence."
We talked a bit more about how we thought my mom would handle it and what help we could offer and then it was time to get the kids off for bed and take care of other things before we went off to bed ourselves.
By about 11:30 I was still wide awake and in the midst of a mild anxiety attack. Yeah! Who was I kidding. You don't get news like that and have NO reaction. I'm scared for my mom and, honestly (selfishly) for myself and the possibility (however small) of losing her. Whatever ups and downs we've had, I love her. She's been with me since the day I was born, a wonderful, sometimes rocky, constant I can't imagine my life without.
**
My mom called yesterday. Which was almost an event in itself as she rarely initiates a call. But my older sister was out of town and she needed to talk to one of her kids. The news she had needed to be shared and shared with someone who loves her.
In the midst of her husband's treatment for prostate cancer, Mom discovered that her cancer of 2o years ago has returned. She hasn't been properly diagnosed but her symptoms are identical and she seems fairly certain. She also seemed pretty (read: uncharacteristically) calm - though very concerned. And, on top of the fear she has for her own health, she really seemed overwhelmed by the thought of having to deal with both cancers simultaneously.
I did my best to listen and not inflame her anxiety. I asked questions. She had very few answers. I let her tell me what she could and offered to help her navigate the nightmare health care system.
Later that night Dave and I talked about it and I gave him all the details. The few that I had anyway. He asked me how I felt about it and I said, "Fine. I'm assuming that she'll be OK. She went through this 20 years ago and was ok. It sounds like she's caught it early and all will be fine again." I confidently added, "You know, it's not like it used to be. Cancer isn't automatically a death sentence."
We talked a bit more about how we thought my mom would handle it and what help we could offer and then it was time to get the kids off for bed and take care of other things before we went off to bed ourselves.
By about 11:30 I was still wide awake and in the midst of a mild anxiety attack. Yeah! Who was I kidding. You don't get news like that and have NO reaction. I'm scared for my mom and, honestly (selfishly) for myself and the possibility (however small) of losing her. Whatever ups and downs we've had, I love her. She's been with me since the day I was born, a wonderful, sometimes rocky, constant I can't imagine my life without.
**
Wednesday, May 2
Quote For the Day
**
Life is too short for drama
and petty things.
So kiss slowly,
laugh loudly,
love truly,
and forgive quickly.
- Unknown -
**
Life is too short for drama
and petty things.
So kiss slowly,
laugh loudly,
love truly,
and forgive quickly.
- Unknown -
**
Tuesday, May 1
Cancelled Due to Rain
**
Our simple plan to visit the Wild Animal Park today was canceled due to rain. (OK - A few sprinkles really.)
Our alternate plan to go to a 'Mommy & Me Movie' was dashed when we arrived at the movie theater and discovered the Tuesday showing had been canceled.
So..., our next plan? Plan number three before 10:00 am? Let's just throw out the rule book and wing it for the rest of the day!!
First we went to Starbucks for two small hot chocolates and one VERY large latte and then headed over to Block Buster and, with friends Miss Debbie and her daughter Amy, rented 5 movies! Next we all went back to our house, closed all the shutters, blinds and curtains, turned out the lights and pulled out the popcorn and candy necklaces and let the girls play 'movie theater.' They watched 3 hours worth of movies while we mommies chatted about random happenings past and present.
It was GREAT!!
Popcorn and candy and 3 hours of TV movies before lunch. They were in HEAVEN. And Debbie and I were free to finish sentences and entire conversations without interruption. We were in our own little heaven in the next room.
I just love rainy days!
**
Our simple plan to visit the Wild Animal Park today was canceled due to rain. (OK - A few sprinkles really.)
Our alternate plan to go to a 'Mommy & Me Movie' was dashed when we arrived at the movie theater and discovered the Tuesday showing had been canceled.
So..., our next plan? Plan number three before 10:00 am? Let's just throw out the rule book and wing it for the rest of the day!!
First we went to Starbucks for two small hot chocolates and one VERY large latte and then headed over to Block Buster and, with friends Miss Debbie and her daughter Amy, rented 5 movies! Next we all went back to our house, closed all the shutters, blinds and curtains, turned out the lights and pulled out the popcorn and candy necklaces and let the girls play 'movie theater.' They watched 3 hours worth of movies while we mommies chatted about random happenings past and present.
It was GREAT!!
Popcorn and candy and 3 hours of TV movies before lunch. They were in HEAVEN. And Debbie and I were free to finish sentences and entire conversations without interruption. We were in our own little heaven in the next room.
I just love rainy days!
**
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)





