My niece Delilah and her baby doll
Jack is 6 months old now
he is teething and boy that is no fun!
Still a happy boy
playing after a bath
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Wednesday pictures
My niece Delilah and her baby dollJack is 6 months old nowhe is teething and boy that is no fun!Still a happy boyplaying after a bath
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
To busy to blog
I haven't had much time to blog for the past few days.
I will return soon with new pictures and maybe some stories and a belated 100th post giveaway!!!
I am at 105 right now but better late than never!So, be looking for a giveaway tomorrow or the next day!
I will return soon with new pictures and maybe some stories and a belated 100th post giveaway!!!
I am at 105 right now but better late than never!So, be looking for a giveaway tomorrow or the next day!
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Going to my Grandmothers funeral today
Last night was the visitation and it was like a family reunion for me.I saw relatives I haven't seen since I was 8 years old.Everyone was so friendly and much warmer than I remembered them being.
My sister, Mother,niece,my husband and child were with me so I felt pretty confident to begin with.We entered the Pentecostal church my father built with his own two hands and memories flooded my mind.All the familiar faces of family from long ago were standing in a crowd like they were relieved that we actually came.I feel I made peace with my fear of my fathers people.My childhood nightmares were from that church and all those same faces that welcomed me know.
It seems my grandmother gave me this gift of reality,that I stood before all the family and I finally felt strong,confident,happy and not like an outsider.My whole life I have had terror of a moment that would force me to be among this group of people that I am related to and now,I see they were not the demons I imagined,just regular folk.
My sister, Mother,niece,my husband and child were with me so I felt pretty confident to begin with.We entered the Pentecostal church my father built with his own two hands and memories flooded my mind.All the familiar faces of family from long ago were standing in a crowd like they were relieved that we actually came.I feel I made peace with my fear of my fathers people.My childhood nightmares were from that church and all those same faces that welcomed me know.
It seems my grandmother gave me this gift of reality,that I stood before all the family and I finally felt strong,confident,happy and not like an outsider.My whole life I have had terror of a moment that would force me to be among this group of people that I am related to and now,I see they were not the demons I imagined,just regular folk.
Friday, January 2, 2009
My niece playing outside of my house.
Baby booty to make your day a little brighter
Here is Jack's little booty. I love his tiny, little boy body!!! Baby skin is the best!!
My Grandmother died yesterday
New Years had a bad start for me.My fathers mother passed away suddenly yesterday morning.
She and I were not very close.I never spent any time with her since I have been an adult.Everyone was at the hospital,all of her kids and grandkids, tears by the gallon from every eye.I did not cry because I have no memories of her.My Grandmother was almost a stranger to me and my sister.We were raised by our Mother and her parents.As a child I saw her often but I did not like her, she was so different from the way I was raised.
Yesterday I stood before her lifeless body and I shed 2 or 3 tears for her family that grieved for her.I felt sad for my father and his brothers and sister and my grandfather.I did feel bad for myself simply because I had no memory of any relationship between her and myself.I left the hospital feeling strange and empty.
I have lost the Grandparents that raised me when I was in my twenties.My heart still hurts from that loss.I was sad on New Years eve because it was my grandfathers birthday and I missed him.
Now I have one Grandparent left,but I do not know him.I am sad for his loss and I will be at the funeral to support the family even though I am a stranger among them.
She and I were not very close.I never spent any time with her since I have been an adult.Everyone was at the hospital,all of her kids and grandkids, tears by the gallon from every eye.I did not cry because I have no memories of her.My Grandmother was almost a stranger to me and my sister.We were raised by our Mother and her parents.As a child I saw her often but I did not like her, she was so different from the way I was raised.
Yesterday I stood before her lifeless body and I shed 2 or 3 tears for her family that grieved for her.I felt sad for my father and his brothers and sister and my grandfather.I did feel bad for myself simply because I had no memory of any relationship between her and myself.I left the hospital feeling strange and empty.
I have lost the Grandparents that raised me when I was in my twenties.My heart still hurts from that loss.I was sad on New Years eve because it was my grandfathers birthday and I missed him.
Now I have one Grandparent left,but I do not know him.I am sad for his loss and I will be at the funeral to support the family even though I am a stranger among them.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
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