Sunday, February 21, 2010

Our Friend

A good friend of ours passed away about three days ago. We don't know what happened, all we know is that he is gone from this life. I knew him, but not as well as my husband or close friends knew him. He was a kind soul, a fellow teacher, a gifted musician. He always asked me how my class was going and I, in return, asked him the same. He was a friend of a few words, but his music was intense. I liked him...very much.

We will gather once again to comfort each other and speak of the one who has left us. Sometimes I don't want to think about it because I cry for my sister and now for our friend. Then I think that they are in a far better place than where they were, perhaps. Perhaps because we will miss him just as I miss my sister. Funerals are very sad and sometimes they are happy as we celebrate the person they were and the memories we hold dear. But I still feel the sadness.

Life goes on, this I know.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Life is nice...

Woo - hoo!!! So done with the report cards!!!!

Now time for some rest and relaxation, oh, but wait!!! I have Parent-Teacher Conferences next week... Then rest and relaxation!!!! What to do, what to do??? Dinner at a nice place where they serve wine? I do need a nice glass of wine, maybe dinner in my backyard made by my wonderful husband served with a glass of wine. Ahhhhhh.....just the thought makes me feel happy. Ok, life can be very nice :).

Friday, February 12, 2010

Honey . . .

Happy Valentine's Day to my dear, wonderful and loving husband. After 34 plus years together, we still love each other very much.

Let me tell you about him. But first let me start at the beginning. I grew up in Idaho on a farm for all my life. Very sheltered with strict parents who occassionally let us go to dances with the condition that my sister and I stayed together and our "compadre's" sons came along to watch over us. The town I grew up in was at the time with a population of 480 (can you believe it??) Coming to California for college was the ultimate dream - I loved it! This was a city with so many people. I met my husband in the fall of 1972 at college. I don't remember meeting him, but my little sister produced a letter I had sent to her stating that I had met him - I even wrote his name in the letter. My husband remembers :). I'm sure he made an impression on me if I wrote his name in the letter, right? My husband was very city - he knew so much and I loved listening to him talk. I still do :). Our dates consisted of trying out a new restaurant ever so often, going to the movies (some of those movies were way out there!), spending time with dear friends, taking day trips to the beach, and dancing - we loved to dance (something we still love to do).

My honey...

he reads a lot, likes to watch old movies on t.v., rides a Harley, drives an old Chevy truck, owns an old 54 Chevy car plus a 55 Chevy wagon, makes great music CDs for me, likes taking me on long rides when I'm feeling a little blue or even when I'm happy :), loves listening to music, loves to play the drums and his saxophone, likes a good conversation over a glass of wine, loves spending time with his children, loves his brother and sisters ~ his family, his friends, best of all ~ he loves me.

We have raised three children together. We are blessed. I love my life with my husband.

Thank you, honey ~ you are my Valentine today and always. I love you. God bless you...always.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010


Sometimes I think my little sister has the right idea about life in general. She has this quiet way of staying to herself and staying out of the drama a family can cause.

When I think I'm doing the right thing for someone, a sibling takes offense and I am left thinking ~ "why?" I'm done.

But when that someone that I am trying to help is my mom then shouldn't it be alright? Apparently not.

Who really cares? I do ~ my mom does and that is all that matters. But I need to step back and let life mend the rifts caused by some. I'm tired, I'm sad, I'm done.

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