My Children, My GiftChristmas is the most beautiful of holidays, in my opionion. It's not about the gifts, the ribbons, the trees, and all that sparkles...that's all good and pretty. It helps set the mood and highlight the upcoming event. Christmas is about celebrating the birth of our Saviour Jesus Christ. It's about remembering the gift He gave to us all. Not only is He the ultimate gift, His grace blesses us with other such awesome gifts...our children. Sometimes our children are brought forth by birth, others by the gift of adoption, and others by parent-like relationships with children we surround ourselves with. No matter how our children come to us we can all be part of a child's life. In my case I have two wonderful children that I adore and cherish. I'm so thankful that I was able to spend the Christmas day with them. Of all the gifts I could receive there is nothing that compares to the gift of having my children with me, happy and healthy. Those two kiddos make me laugh and make me blessed to be a mom.I hope you all had a beautiful Christmas. I hope you were able to share this time with friends and family. I hope you laughed, rejoiced and created memories to last forever. I know some of you have suffered a loss of someone special, some suffered with an illness, some got hurt in a most painful way and this may not have been the best of times for you. Hold on to hope, be strong, and if you have faith in God keep close to His side...things will look up. God bless you all.
My Beloved Boise State Broncos Are Bowl Bound
After an incredible PERFECT season, 13-0, the Boise State Broncos are getting their chance at a much desired and deserved BCS Bowl game. Let me just brag that this isn't the first time BSU has successfully completed a perfect season and it isn't their first bowl game. Our boys will be playing the also undefeated Texas Christian University Horned Frogs in Glendale, AZ on January 4, 2010. Way to go Broncos! Good luck and win or lose we are proud of you!!
My Boy Turns 14
Okay, Josh was just a baby the other day. Right? Yeah, more like 14 years ago. Sheesh, why do the precious things fly by and the yucky stuff seems to linger? I love being a mom, it's the best "job" in the world. I know I'll ALWAYS be a mom but I miss the little kid stuff so much. I remember when I couldn't wait for my kids to grow out of the "toy" stage so I wouldn't have so much mess around the house...oh what I'd give to go back to those days now. It was way more fun Christmas shopping for them then than it is now. All they want now is money and gift cards, that's no fun. A Christmas tree with envelopes underneath it, that's hardly an exciting sight. But, such is life. Our kiddos can't stay young forever and we must adjust to the fact that they grow up, move out and start their own families.
We celebrated Joshua's 14th bday at his dad's house. We all had a fun time and laughed a lot. Happy Birthday my boy...you are an amazing young man and we are so proud of who you are. I'm so blessed to have you for my son.
Thanksgiving Day 2009Every year we celebrate Thanksgiving Day, a day to highlight our blessings. We stop and reflect on the things we are thankful for. I really think it's important to do that everyday. It's so easy to get caught up in the day to day stresses and drama that we sometimes forget to stop and focus on the wonderful things that surround us. As a Christian I know that daily I am blessed. All I have to do is look around me and there are signs and wonders everywhere. The simple fact that I am ABLE to see them is a blessing in and of itself. The sheer fact that I wake up to another day is a blessing. I am thankful for so many things in my life and for the many people that love me and support me. Not a day goes by that I am not thankful for my children. I'm thankful that they are alive and well, happy and healthy. Look around and count your blessings, you'd be amazed at what you come up with.This Thanksgiving was spent at Tom and Patty's house. I was blessed again to be amongst friends that love me and my children whom I adore.
