For all of you who have been blessed with a son or sons I hope they always bring you the same pride and joy that my son has always brought me. He will be 24 yrs. old in Nov. but he will always be "My Little Boy." I couldn't be prouder of the man he is turning into and I love him more every day.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
I know one thing it is a good thing puppies are cute. This little stinker chews, bites, runs through flower beds. But she's just a puppy right. The key is surviving that puppy stage and trying to teach them not to do those things. And I thought kids were tough. This paticular day she got into trouble for beating up my hosta. Couldn't resist a picture after she got in trouble. She knew she was bad. The journaling reads"You have children. You raise them. They get married or buy a house and move out. Suddenly you find yourself all alone. What do you do? You get a puppy. Lucy is for the most part a ray of sunshine in my day. But this paticular day she found herself in trouble for jumping, laying, chewing, whatever she could think to do to my hosta. I got this picture after she had gotten in trouble. Who could resist that face and stay mad for long. she looks like she is begging for forgiveness."
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
5 years ago I found myself in a place I had never really thought I would be. I was told I had breast cancer and needed to have a mastectomy and chemo. That began a long 3 yrs. of surgeries, chemo, more surgeries and just all around worry and stress. But by the Grace of God and the support of my friends and family I am here to say I am a survivor. In May of this year I officially became a survivor. So to celebrate some of my family and I went out to a Bandits game "Paint the Park Pink." I have to admit there are times I forget that I even had cancer. But that is only because of God's blessing to make me healthy again and the love I have recieved from everyone. Yes I fought the fight but I never would have won it alone.