- I remembered saying, 'yes' when he asked me if I still loved him when I came home after he called to tell me he thought he'd had a stroke.
- I remembered telling him I loved him while in the ER...
- but as I said good-bye, before driving home - had I been so tired, so hungry, that I'd forgotten to say "I love you...forever."
- Fortunately, it wasn't a 'last' good-bye and when I called him before going to bed, I did tell him I loved him... and always will.
But occasionally, I have these random thoughts, which don't always have a place in my scrapbook - so I thought a blog would be the perfect place for the stuff rambling around in my head on any given day... plus now you can join me in this new season of my life - remarried and a stepmom to three teens! ... Deiga
Friday, October 23, 2009
Did I tell him I loved him?...
Saturday, October 10, 2009
One Sentence for Today...
(A one-sentence journal entry, but a paragraph to explain it.) Matthew has a field trip today to see UCLA and Oregon State play football. It's extremely rare for us all to have breakfast together, but this morning we did before time for him to leave. As he put his dishes in the sink, he turned and said, "nice talking to you at breakfast." ... "Yes, it was. We don't get to do that much." Then as he headed out the door, he said good-bye, then came back and gave me a hug. A big moment from my 13-year-old stepson.
I finally remembered my camera
The game wasn't close, but it was exciting anyway, because Aaron (#50) played every play except for the kickoffs. And having fresh batteries in the camera, I was anxious to get pictures of him playing. It's just a simple point and shoot digital, but I got some pretty good shots, and footage. Aaron (and all of us have enjoyed this particular video most of all). It was a proud moment - makes all those practices worth it. Redlands wins 27-6
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Normal Day . . .with a bonus
Ode to a Normal Day: Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.
Being a creature of habit, I love normal days. Where routines and schedules are met without a lot of drama and minimal changes. Today is a normal day ... but a normal day with a bonus! That bonus has me smiling from ear to ear. It 's a post on facebook from my step-daughter, Sarah, who commented on my 'status' on Monday when I had so many 'mom errands' including taking Matthew to the doctor. The post read: 'best stepmom ever! :) You can see why I'm smiling. It's something to remember, to hang onto when the chaotic days happen, when there's too much drama, too many changes to the routine ... I can remember that the days of chaos have their place, too and in the meantime, even though I would still rather be scrapbooking ... I have an important job to do - stepmom to three teens ...