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Posted at 05:41 PM | Permalink | Comments (2)
back in March (I believe - this is why I need to blog WHEN it happens, not after the fact so I can remember better), my step-dad, Roger, was in ICU for almost a week. He has emphysema and he was not able to breathe on his own like normal with his oxygen tank. Well, after multiple tests, they realized that his lungs were just shutting down and they gave him 2-6 months to live. Not being able to be there in Utah and be clear out here in Michigan made the days seem soooooo long and so hard to know what was going on. He was finally released, and my mom and many wonderful people came over and got their home ready for him to come home to.
Of course, I wanted to go back and see him and my mom as soon as possible. I wanted my boys to see them again. So, very last minute, we all decided to go back for a week and spend time at their home the first week of April. It turned out to be a great week, and I was so happy that my kids were able to spend that time with him. I was so glad to be able to spend that time with him and my mom. It was one of the most emotionally draining times in my life, and I was so, so sad to say goodbye and have that one last hug before I left at the airport.
I believe losing my dad at age 10, has made me always super sensitive and emotional when people die. Knowing someone is going to die does not make it any easier either for me.
Roger married my mom four days before I turned 16, so he has been a BIG part of my life for the past 18 years. At first, we did not see eye to eye. But, quickly, I grew to love Roger. He has been absolutely fantastic for my mom and he has treated both my sister and I like we were his own. He has cared for my children and been a HUGE part of their lives. He is their grandpa. Doing stuff with them, playing with them, reading them books, anything and everything.
And while he seems at peace with what will eventually happen, I am not. Every time I think about it, I am brought to sobbing tears. It's hard to imagine him not being there. But, I am so grateful for all the years I have spent with him. He means the world to our family!
Posted at 12:06 PM | Permalink | Comments (5)
I had a feeling that fence was a perfect backdrop for pictures.......
Jaden: Age 7, in first grade. Man, how I worried and worried about how this move would affect him. Turns out, he has been MORE than fine, and made a gazillion friends. Had I know all of that, I could have saved myself countless hours of worrying!
Grant: Age 4, not in school yet. Preschool in Michigan is $$$. And, there is something about your 2nd child that you're not as rushed to get rid of them, and 2 yrs of preschool isn't as important. For Grant though, he does need preschool. We haven't found him any kids his age to play with yet. While all of Jaden's friends will play with him on the street, it's not the same. I think preschool would give us the opportunity to meet people that are his age. So, I've got to get him signed up and soon. And, maybe cut off my arm to pay for it in the process!
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one of the very first things we (actually it was my SIL, Erin) noticed the day we moved into our new house in Michigan, was the vast amount of diversity in our neighborhood. As she was leaving the first day, she called from her cell phone and expressed her excitement, "your neighborhood is sooooo diverse! In fact, I've taken pictures to prove it!"
Which, I thought she was crazy for a nanosecond, thinking why the heck is she taking pictures of people in my neighborhood, but then she went on to explain, "I just saw a white squirrel, a black squirrel, a grey squirrel and a brown squirrel!"
Well, not long after, I saw all of the squirrels myself (they are more prevalent here than birds, dogs, cats, etc....) and couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the white squirrel....I've been told by my neighbors that they only live up here by our lake and no one ever believes them they exist! All last fall, the white squirrel would be at the end of the street in our neighbors yard, but I never saw it anywhere else, until a couple weeks ago when Grant yelled out the window and said it was sitting in our yard. I made a mad dash for my camera with the 70-200mm 2.8 lens, and ran outside. At first, it played peekaboo with me, but I caught him on film! Let me introduce you to the very elusive, white squirrel!
Have you ever seen one?
Posted at 05:34 AM | Permalink | Comments (1)