Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Still Going...

Over Labor Day weekend my in-laws had my children down to their house. Mark and I were home working on cleaning out my mom's house with my brothers.
It was weird not having them here and I missed the crazy noise.

My in-laws have a trampoline in their yard. I think they are dangerous but the children loved it.
They also have a swing set and lots of room to run.

Apparently, they spent the weekend on the trampoline.


Looks like they are having fun!
Irene started preschool this September. She is in the 3 year old class. She loves it and the teacher says she is very independent and confident but listens to the teachers.
First day of school wearing her Dora the Explorer dress and Dora backpack.

Henry also went back to preschool this fall. He is in the 4 year old class. The teacher says he is much more confident this year and thinks he'll really benefit from another year in preschool. He'll have no problem with Kindergarten next year.


It has been very different having life go on without my mom. So many times I have said "I gotta tell my mom that!" So many times I have gone to call her. It sometimes angers me that people are still going about their days. I want to shout at them...don't they realize what I've lost?! There are days when I'd like nothing more then to wallow in my sorrow in bed under the covers. Each day I get up though. Life must continue for my kids and I refuse to have them suffer because I feel horrible.
Each day my kids are crazy little boogers and each day they do something that makes me smile and laugh. My goal is to be a good mother for them.
If you want to read about my mom's last knitting project check out my knitting blog

Thursday, September 2, 2010

The Broken Chain

We little knew that morning that God was going to call your name,
In life we loved you dearly; in death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone.
For part of us went with you, the day God called you home.
You left us peaceful memories, your love is still our guide,
And though we cannot see you, you are always at our side.
Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again.

anon