One Week To The Brightest Star
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- Star’s Bday 2005
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- Beach Trip 2005
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- Football & Cheer 2005
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- Pumpkin Carving 2006
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- Dance Team 2006
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- July 4th, 2010
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- Star’s Prom 2012
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- Star’s Prom
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- My Girls 2007
Sent Star’s ticket to her today – I can’t believe she’ll be here in just one week. More than that though, I can’t believe it’s been two years since I saw the
Although she went back to experience life with her own mama…I know in my heart that it’s the mothering I offered her that is bringing her back to me, still a beautiful soul.
Although I know how important it was for her to spend these last few years with the woman who gave her life…I am at peace knowing that it was us that gave her A life.
Although I missed her prom and her graduation walk because if the miles that have separated us…I know that come next Wednesday, I will have a front row seat to the rest of her life.
Love you, Star-Bar! I can’t wait to see you next week. Then we get to the business of making your future as bright as those big brown eyes of yours.
Regionals, Baby!
Third place at Districts. We were hoping for first place (since his normal time is faster than this race’s 1st and 2nd place finishes) but after a three week hiatus from practice, due to a strained hip flexor, we will take third place – happily! That still advances him to Regionals next week. I just hope that’s adequate training time to get his top speed back. Great job, Boo Boo – you look great out there…NOW GET TO WORK SO YOU CAN BEAT THOSE GUYS!
My Super-Hero
I (we) got something in the mail this weekend. There really isn’t any way to describe how I felt upon reading it. My husband opened it first, but he couldn’t read it…he simply handed it to me and walked away from it. As if he could walk away from it – he wishes.
Strange. Sad. Discouraged. Encouraged? Again, don’t really know how to describe how it made me feel. It was just an invitation, afterall. And I know that D’Lo has a kidney disease. And I know that D’Lo is on this prednisone roller coaster. And I know that we have to watch his urine and his symptoms. And I know that D’Lo has been to the doctor more than a lot of kids his age…but still, this invitation seemed more like a huge reality check/punch to the gut.
“A Special Day for All Kidney Patients & Their Families”
Please join NW Kidney Kids for KIDS DAY, Sponsored by Kids Day of Oregon, blah, blah, Free Fun for the Whole Family, blah, Lunch, Fishing Tournament, blah, blah, Ice Cream, Arts & Crafts, blah, Games, blah, Prizes, blah, blah…
Uncomfortable – that’s the word I’m searching for. Crazy how, in the middle of all that fun-sounding stuff, all I could feel was the discomfort of the blah, blah, blah. It is what it is, and it could be worse. I know that. I just love this little guy so dang much…and I want him to be the indestructible superhero that he thinks he is.
He is. He is my superhero. He is strong and loud, and loaded with energy…certainly enough for A Special Day for All Kidney Patients & Their Families. I think we may just go.
A Mother’s Heart
Tomorrow marks a week since I got that long awaited phone call; “Donna? My water just broke.” she nervously stated through the cell phone. My heart began to pound out of my chest and an emotional lump began rapidly growing in my throat, as my mind raced past the years of witnessing the transition from broken little girl to beautiful very-soon-to-be new mommy.
To have known her as a confused child who just got her first period (sitting with me and an encyclopedia opened to U for Uterus, as I tried to explain that babies don’t actually come out of a stomach) and to now know her as a woman, wife and a brand new mommy…unexplainable.
To have ached with her over her first heartbreak.
To have held her hand when she got her belly ring.
To have cheered loudly for her during basketball games and various awards ceremonies.
To have rushed her anxiously to the dentist when some kid knocked her front tooth loose on the basketball court.
To have cried proud tears as she received her diploma.
And now I ache for her, and cheer for her, and rush to her, and hold her hand, and cry proud tears as she becomes a mommy herself – hoping knowing that as she mothers her new little one, a piece of me will be in there somewhere guiding her maternal instinct. She may not have come from my womb but she is still a product of my heart, and I am so proud of my sis-in-law, Shade!
Welcome to the world, Arwen Elison aka Miss Ari Girl! I love you so much already and want you to know that you are blessed and a blessing. Good job, Shade and Devon…and good luck 
