I love the Olympics. I even watched it when I was little and had dreams of being a swimmer! I loved the water. Even when my kids were little, I watched the Olympics and one of my fondest memories is of Kristin watching the gymnastics and trying to perform the routines in front of the television. It was so funny and we have it on video. She was a riot. As she got older, she was my Olympic watching buddy. So, when she went to college during these 2008 Olympics, that was just another reason to be a little sad.
But, God had a nice surprise for me....someone else in our household is an Olympic fan and I never knew it!! My Korie!! She loves it so much, she watches it on channel 25 during the day...she watches water polo, canoeing, badmitton, you name it...and she comes out and gives me reports. She is up with me till the end during Prime Time and we cheer the US on together. It has been a nice surprise and I have really enjoyed it. I think God knew I needed that...and Korie probably did as well. So, tonight we will watch Michael Phelps tie Mark Spitz record (yes, I watched Mark get those 7 medals...why do you think I wanted to swim in the Olympics??) and we will watch the first night of track and field. We will cheer together and give high fives.....and life will go on and it will still be good!!
Friday, August 15, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
I didn't write about our visit to the Melting Pot...it was such a good evening...I don't think I will ever forget how much fun we all had! We had never been before and they bring out pots of cheeses for appetizers and then a dip for meats and veggies and 2 pots of chocolate for desserts...it was so good! But I think that the best part was that the whole process took 2 hours and it was fun to sit and talk and laugh as we ate.
On the way home, we decided to go watch the sunset at the end of Denbigh Blvd. Not only was the sky beautiful but the weather was perfect. There were some boats coming in a little boy trying to catch tadpoles and some fishermen on the deck....a lovely evening. We took pictures of each other and just sat and took it all in....not only what was going on around us, but what was going on IN us....we know our days of the simple pleasures are ending as FOUR of us. Our experiences will be different but I hope we take joy in sharing with each other and making the times we ARE together more special. God has been good to us as a family. We have been through a lot together and we have survived through HIM. It has made us stronger and made us closer. We are blessed.
Wednesday, August 06, 2008
Five Days and Counting
I have decided to write on this blog more often but we will see how it goes. Today, I got to sleep in, which felt really good. I may go the doctor tomorrow as I am suspecting a sinus infection. I worked on washing Kristin's clothes up so we can start packing tomorrow. Can you believe that! Packing! For her to leave....
Steve and I went out and ate lunch together and saw Swing Vote, which was good. Kristin spent the afternoon with Korie...as kind of a "last time out" together before she leaves. She took Korie to therapy, went to the mall for lunch and shopped a little bit. Korie enjoyed it.
Back to Kris leaving....I wish she could spend every minute she has left here with us but she has all these "last things" to do with others. And those things are good but I am getting really selfish with our time but trying to understand that I would do the same things if I were her. Tonight is her last time at youth group and I am sure they will do something afterwards.
Tomorrow night we are going out as a family to the Melting Pot. That will be fun and I am looking forward to it.
Twice during the last week, I have been with friends and their very young children. It has brought enjoyment to see them interact with their kids and be around them. But both times, I couldn't help be a little jealous of the time they still have with their kids. Years stretching ahead and special moments to share. Sometimes I wish I had those years again...there are a lot of things I would do different. But again, would I? I admit the years when Kris was small were difficult with all we were going through with Korie. I often feel I didn't do that great job at the beginning of Kristin's life because I could hardly function just to get through a day myself. I am having to trust on God, to pick up on where we let her down and for Him to sustain her...and us, too...as we say goodbye in a few short days.
So, even though tears are right behind the surface, I hug her tight every night, knowing there are very few nights left where I can actually touch her and tell her good night.
Steve and I went out and ate lunch together and saw Swing Vote, which was good. Kristin spent the afternoon with Korie...as kind of a "last time out" together before she leaves. She took Korie to therapy, went to the mall for lunch and shopped a little bit. Korie enjoyed it.
Back to Kris leaving....I wish she could spend every minute she has left here with us but she has all these "last things" to do with others. And those things are good but I am getting really selfish with our time but trying to understand that I would do the same things if I were her. Tonight is her last time at youth group and I am sure they will do something afterwards.
Tomorrow night we are going out as a family to the Melting Pot. That will be fun and I am looking forward to it.
Twice during the last week, I have been with friends and their very young children. It has brought enjoyment to see them interact with their kids and be around them. But both times, I couldn't help be a little jealous of the time they still have with their kids. Years stretching ahead and special moments to share. Sometimes I wish I had those years again...there are a lot of things I would do different. But again, would I? I admit the years when Kris was small were difficult with all we were going through with Korie. I often feel I didn't do that great job at the beginning of Kristin's life because I could hardly function just to get through a day myself. I am having to trust on God, to pick up on where we let her down and for Him to sustain her...and us, too...as we say goodbye in a few short days.
So, even though tears are right behind the surface, I hug her tight every night, knowing there are very few nights left where I can actually touch her and tell her good night.
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