How My 8 Year Old Made Me Cry

Happy Monday, #GP5Fam! It’s been a crazy start to our week here in the Grr-arrow household! I mean when is it not ever crazy in my household, psh! Who am I kidding! I live with crazies! Haha! (facepalm)

Anyways, with hockey & figure skating in full swing. I barely can keep up with the household chores and sleep– speaking of sleep, I miss doing that. And, it’s usually when everyone is asleep, is when I can bust out the phone (or laptop) and get my thoughts on paper.

So, as a warning. We are gonna get sappy in today’s post. So grab your favorite blanket, get cozy on the couch, and grab some tissues & let’s get heartfelt! On today’s post, ”How My 8 Year Old Made Me Cry.”

Today guys, I was a parenting failure! You’re probably thinking I’m being over the top dramatic. And, I wish I was. My TDL was beyond overwhelming. I had emails to tend too, tasks to complete, calls to make and let’s not even get to my list of household chores that desperately needed to get done. I got up early to do some laundry, only to realize the clothes that were previously in the dryer were still wet. So the kids helped me get the wet clothes separated from the dry clothes and placed back in the drier to get dry.

After that, I started getting the sheets off my bed and started piling clothes for the next load of laundry. Mind you I still have a load in the wash, a load in the dryer. 3 piles outside my bedroom door that STILL needs to be done. Sigh. It just seems neverending. I was also on a time crunch as I still had to get Skyler’s homeschool assignments together. And, log on to work!

Time was not on my side today, even though I woke-up decently early. As loads of laundry were going, I scrambled to make sure everyone was fed- from the dogs, turtle and of course the kids!

Once that was ”somewhat” situated I launched my laptop and started on my emails. Simultaneously, I was working on some schooling issues for the upcoming school year which resulted needing to be done via a phone call. Of course, in perfect timing. Katelynn decided to have her full-blown tantrum, complete with ”exorcist” back arches and laying on the floor. All because I told her she couldn’t have fruit snacks for breakfast. Oh, and I stood my ground while I tended to my important phone call. Honestly, I should’ve just given her the damn fruit snack so I could get through my phone conference.

But, alas, In her best, high shrill, Katelynn sang the song of her people — loud enough for the poor lady I was talking to on the phone to hear. And, she politely said, ”Shes got some lungs on her”. Oh, If she only knew how I tried to muffle the sound on the phone so she couldn’t hear and failed epically to balance the phone off my shoulder & pick up a flailing 4-year-old off the floor. All while struggling to also hold a pen & notebook.

After picking Kate up, she was still whining and whimpering, as she still begged for the fruit snack. I continued to stand my ground and put Kate on the couch and walked away into another room so I can somewhat pay attention to what this lady was saying to me. I think I repeated every other sentence back to the lady, to confirm we were on the same page & in all honesty, just cause nothing was clicking.

I walked back out into the living room and put the phone on mute while the lady kept talking. I quickly tried to multitask and tend to Kate. Which resulted in a bigger meltdown cause she wanted to be held — which I, unfortunately, couldn’t do as I needed both hands as I was taking notes during the phone call.

After I no longer could take the whining, I turned on the TV and Thank heavens for Nick Jr, cause whatever show was on calmed Kate. And, after realizing fruit snacks were out of the question Kate drank her milk & ate cereal. (THANK GOD!)

Mind you through this whole Katelynn ordeal, Skyler was (as always) playing hockey in the living room. So I felt like I was playing dodgeball in the house trying to weave through and not get hit. Telling him to stop seemed impossible, also I don’t think he understood my ”miming” since I was on the phone.

Thankfully, I was able to go through my phone call, multitask on the laptop & go through emails. Still, laundry wasn’t done & homeschool didn’t start. My conference and emails took up a chunk of my time.

Once I was finally off the phone the kids reminded me that we needed to get cupcakes and cookies (something I had promised them last week). I packed all my electronics and earpiece and decided that my work would have to be mobile today.

When we got to the bakery we picked out our cupcakes, cookies and headed back to the car. As I loaded the kids into the car I dropped the box which resulted in all the frosting and cupcakes to turn upside down. Fabulous. I scrambled to save what decency the cupcakes had left and headed home.

I tried my best to hold myself together and figured, “What else could go wrong today?”  when we got home, my Husband was there to greet us. I was ready to cry and go in full-Mom-meltdown. And, then Skyler said something completely surprising.

He began to tell Ric about our day, and, I was just waiting for all the epic Mom fails, I had. But, he literally didn’t mention how stressed or frustrated I was. All he took out of the day was– regardless of how busy I was I took time to make Kate food, and turn on the TV for them, and that I drove them to get cupcakes and cookies. Skyle, looked at all the positives I did today, all my multitasking and was happy they got cupcakes and cookies regardless if it was half smashed.

I teared-up and Ric just looked at me like I was insane. I later went on to explain the day from my point of view. How crazy, chaotic it felt.

My kiddo for sure just served me a slice of reality and a good one at that. Perspective.

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What I Learned In 2018

Hello, readers! Now I know you’re probably beyond confused with my title. Cause you’re probably thinking, “2018, just started, and it isn’t over how could you have possibly already learned something?”

Well, my valued readers, shocking as it may seem, I have already learned SO much within the first 10 days of the New Year.  As we all know, the New Year is known for making resolutions, setting goals and achieving them. Or known for posting it on Facebook while eating doughnuts when you say you’re going to the gym. (Guilty). New Year’s are the #NewYearNewMe craze, which I’m also totally guilty of. Every year I always look forward to new goals, new inspirations, new lessons, even new obstacles.

But, this year started off a little different. It didn’t start with goals or achieving things. It started with a gut-wrenching pain & reality hitting you in the face, without remorse.

On January 1st We received heart-wrenching news that our dear Friends Megan and Tony, and their beloved children, Lincoln and Kingsli, passed away. I was in utter shock when I heard it as we just spent the Holidays with them and our DTC Family. I didn’t want to believe what I was hearing. The next few days seemed like a blur as we tried to grasp the news.

Kingsli, Tony, Megan, Lincoln with Surviving Son, Ashton (Photo By: Rad Exposure Photography)

And, then on January 4th, just shy of a few days after the Capitano’s passing we received another heart-wrenching news that the owner/founder of Discount Tire, had passed away.

Bruce Halle (Photo By: Discount Tire Corporate)

It honestly was just a tough time for Discount Tire and the Families and Friends who were hurting after losing loved ones. Throughout the next few days, there were a lot of tears, silence, and just pure sorrow. Aside, from receiving the two news earlier in the week, the rest of the week I kept receiving more news left & right — and unfortunately, none were good, either. Why did the New Year have to start this way?  I didn’t understand. In this moment, I just felt broken. I thought how unfair life was. Isn’t the new year supposed to be starting a new chapter in life, or for good things to happen?  Nonetheless, I still prayed that night for strength, guidance, and comfort to all who were hurting. I also prayed for peace in my heart.

Then a friend shared something that I came across on Facebook. And, the quote said, “That’s the thing about life; It is fragile, precious and unpredictable and each day is a gift, not a given right.” (Holly Butcher). This hit hard. It hit me to the core. It never resonated with me before until I read it. It reminded me of our friends — the Capitano’s were full of life, they lived by this quote to the utmost fullest. They lived life with great positivity, smiles, laughter, and much more! Every person they met, were inspired by them. I know I was. The Capitano’s made a huge impact on my Family, and it will never be forgotten. I will cherish and honor their friendship, always. And, Mr. Halle did the same. He lived by his own quote, “Be honest. Work hard. Have fun. Be grateful. Pay it forward.” (Bruce Halle). Mr. Halle was a different kind of businessman, he cared like no other CEO or owner I’ve ever met. He made sure his staff was taken care of even if it meant he went there personally, to make sure. These kind humans taken too soon lived life positively and lived for the greatest moments no matter how difficult life got. They surrounded themselves with loved ones and they gracefully overcame their adversities. And, they continually brought good into the world. I admire all of them for that. If I were to pick anything that I learned from them, it would be that — to live life to the fullest, be positive, grateful & surround yourself with loved ones, and influence others — pay it forward. The Capitanos and Mr. Halle was the light the world needed. And, I know their family and friends and those who love them will continue to keep that light lit for them. I know my Family will.

Following after their death, I tried to take what I learned from them to heart. I reached out to friends whom I haven’t chatted with in a long time, caught up with them, I reached out to others and reminded them I was there for them. I sent positive messages to my friends and family and reminding them that I love them. I forgave others and moved forward. Baby steps to a new outlook.

The Capitano’s memorial service was beautiful. Hundreds and hundreds of people came. The outpouring love was astounding. But, I wasn’t surprised. I knew the Capitano’s had hearts of gold and that anyone they met instantly loved them. The following morning after the memorial, I woke up feeling like I got hit with a ton of bricks. My eyes were sore, and I had the worst headache. As soon as I opened my eyes, reality hit. The Capo’s were truly gone. For days, I ignored reality and didn’t want to face my emotions. I just bottled them up and I finally lost it all during the service. But, this morning I refused to move from my bed until I gathered my thoughts, and centered myself.

I was scrolling through Facebook and could see the love pouring from the memorial the night before, with every swipe I made. Twitter posts, Facebook status’, newspaper articles, tv articles, filled my feed. My heart ached. I was reminded at that moment, how broken I still felt. I switched from looking through social media and checked my emails. Again, the reality was still hitting me in the face all the bad news was just sitting there. Organized neatly in my inbox. Then something alerted me on my phone, I clicked it …

(Photo By: Facebook)

I sat there in awe, I felt tears stream down my face. And, I just succumbed to my emotions. See, for those who don’t know. I lost my faith awhile back, and I no longer go to a specific church. I’ll save that for a different blog post. But, I feel as if God and I have our own personal relationship. I mean I pray every night and always seek him. And, the past few months have rekindled my faith, if you will. That’s why I was touched by my friend’s post.

But, here was God reaching out to me. Unbeknownst to me. He heard my prayers, my cries, He sent me a sign, “I am fixing the broken pieces in your life. I am preparing you for everything you prayed for.”  Say what? As soon as I saw this, I prayed again. I went about the rest of my day. Tried to muster the strength I had left in me to stay positive. I checked my text messages next, I got a text message from a friend that had asked what my plans were for Saturday. I replied to her and again went about my day.

The rest of the day felt like Satan was just sitting on my shoulder, throwing every curve ball left and right. And, with each one, I just prayed and took a deep breath and again, tried to go about my day.  Complete with full-blown panic text messages to my poor Husband. Towards the evening, I finally got a text back from my friend, about my plans for Saturday. She surprisingly wanted to invite me to go to church with her and go out for dinner. Mind you, she knew nothing about what was going on with me this new year. I had to decline as I had prior engagement during that time frame, but, we got to chatting and I filled her into how my year started out, I told her about God’s message to me and well, here, I’ll have you read it.

**For privacy and respect for my friends I covered their name & photo**

How crazy, that God is reaching out to one of my good friends. I am just speechless. I am looking forward to this rekindled relationship with my faith. And, finding myself in Christ again.

2018, started out rough for me. But, in the past 10 days, I learned the values of my relationships, I learned to change my attitude and put out more positivity, love unconditionally, be more grateful and to always pay it forward. And, most importantly live life to its absolute fullest. To be the light the world needs. And, most importantly to keep my faith alive. I also realized I have to “grow through what I go through”.  Face my obstacles &  embrace the journey. I hope I can take a piece of what the Capitano’s (& Mr. Halle) taught me along with my new rekindled faith, and utilize it every day to the best that I can. To be the best version of myself that I can be.

Here is to making the rest of 2018 my bitch and for keeping the Capitano’s faith alive.

Rest in Peace Capitano Family & Bruce Halle, forever in our hearts. Never forgotten.

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How My Boys Learned To Protect Themselves From An Active Shooter

He stood on top of the toilet & said, “this is what we were told to do when an intruder comes”…

Hello! (Crickets chirping) I know you’re probably wondering where I’ve been & what happened to post M-W-F as I advertise. Trust me, I know. But, Life happened.

So, much has happened this past two weeks – more than what I was ready to shoulder. An unexpected death, my return to school, my job, epic time management fails, motherhood, sports schedules, the Las Vegas shooting, new schools.. trust me the list can go on & on!

And, please don’t think I’m complaining. I’m not. It’s just life is happening and there is no way to stop it or slow it down. I can’t change what I can’t control. Even though I wish I could. Anyways, we have been rolling with the punches as they come. Staying positive & relying on faith and prayers that things will smooth out. I know they will.

As I lay in bed typing this blog, I’m just embracing this moment of silence. It’s been awhile since I’ve had a moment to myself. Silence is a great time to collect my thoughts. First off, my heart aches for the tragedy in Vegas, my heart aches for the world in general. Every day I find myself having to shed light or bring back some positivity in my kids’ lives. Both boys are fully aware of what’s going on in the world around them. They understand why People cry when someone passes, they understand why as Parents we are so concerned for their safety at such highly public places due to so much hate and unexpected chaos. They understand why Mommy & Daddy are protective of their overall well-being. They get all of that. But, what they can’t grasp is why other people would do harmful or bad things, just because. And, unfortunately, I can’t even try to explain why people do such bad things to others for no reason.

True story, the other day the boys came home from school and I heard them talking in the bathroom. I walked over to the bathroom and saw Skyler standing on the toilet. I asked why he was standing on the toilet & to get down. He said, “I was just showing Spencer. We learned it in our drill. If there is an intruder and we are in the bathroom that this is what we should do.”

As a parent, I was in shock. This is what the world has come too. Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful for the drills and protective matters the school teachers to ensure our children’s safety. But, I’m saddened by the fact someone could even walk into a school building and harm innocent children. Back when I was in elementary the only drills we practiced was the bus drill, Fire, and tornado drills. I’m just in awe!

See as parents we can only “shield” our kids from learning or understanding so many “bad” things. They’ll eventually learn about it in school, see it on tv, or Joe next door told Sally who told Billy who then told your kids on the bus. It’s inevitable.  I mean We can only hope that our kiddos know the difference between right and wrong & don’t fall into peer pressure and steer away from the bad, wrong things in life.

I learned the hard way from the boys entering elementary school. I now tell them if they question if something is good or bad to come ask an adult prior to whatever it is they’re attempting to do or say. I now get asked often if a specific word is a bad word cause one of their classmates says it, or if a certain tv show or character is appropriate to watch cause they saw it on YouTube. I’m glad my boys are open to communicating (right now) & I hope it stays that way.

I know that my Husband and I can only do so much in raising our tribe. SSK might be an incomplete understanding of our morals, values in our home but, as soon as they step foot out that door. It’s a different world. We constantly remind them of who they are. And, tell them to stay grounded and be humble. Cause apparently these days, even in elementary school it’s a TOUGH pond. Kids will tear you apart, they will eat you alive! There’s bullying, there are cliques, there’s so much negativity. It’s mind-blowing!

We always tell SSK to “be the change we want to see in the world.” To be the better, kinder person. We teach them to be everyone’s friend, to reach out and help others. We always tell them if you see someone sitting alone, be their buddy and sit next to them. We teach them to treat others with respect. We show them to be kind & use their manners. And, so on and so forth. I mean c’mon all I’m trying to do is raise my kids to be well-rounded, well-mannered individuals. Isn’t that all of our goals? And, I know for being 8,6 & 3 that they’re capable of being the change in the world because it’s the example I’m setting & the things I’m teaching, and the people I’m surrounding my kids with.

Now, I’m no Saint. I have my flaws & my children aren’t perfect angels. Trust me. But, I’m always trying to put my best foot forward. But, I have hope that my kids will make a positive impact in the world someday. And, as of now, the world needs more positivity & kinder hearts. The world needs to see change.

So, as I end this blog post for the night. I want to encourage you, in your moment of silence, think of all those whom we have recently lost. Think of all those tragedies the world has been seeing. And, really use the silence to steer you and guide you into what can we do to make the world better? What could we do to shine more positivity? It doesn’t have to be gigantic goals, baby steps are always great! For me, it’s teaching the next generation to be the change. To shed positivity & be kind. It might not do a lot, but, it will help!

Sending you love, positive vibes & blessings!

Pinky

Why, I’ve Been Slacking

Hello, from a slacker 😅

I know, I forgot to post on Monday! Realistically, I didn’t forget. I knew it was Monday but, my schedule has been filled with Kiddo engagements!

Therefore, the title of “Mednesday” a blog post about Monday & Wednesday combined. You’re welcome! 😜

If you’ve been following me on Facebook (HERE) or Instagram (HERE). Then you’re familiar with my new sports inclined schedule! The boys have officially taken on sport club teams which now engulf my whole ENTIRE agenda! (I’m not kidding). I’m a calendar fiend! I absolutely schedule everything down to a “T”. My iPhone calendar is color coded & shared accordingly, my agenda in my home office coincides with my iPhone calendar & therefore everything is scheduled properly!

Monday’s are club practice nights and also a school night. Now, during the day I work from home & am currently studying for school. I’m also a Mom to a mischievous 3-year-old, that speaks volume all on its own. During the day, I’m swamped with emails, phone calls, calendar changes, making appointments, tending to Kate, chores or cooking. Once the boys come home they have an early dinner/snack, do some homework or quick studying & off to the rink we go!!

This is going to be the new norm. I’m grateful for our Nanny because right now, my brain is functioning but, I’m everywhere!! My schedule is about to get crazier once Spencer starts practicing for soccer within this next week!

Saturday’s are about to be official “Game Days” in our household. Soccer games in the morning & straight to hockey in the afternoon! I’ve already got my “Mom team shirts” ready! And, I’m grateful for my extra hands that help me!

I say this A LOT & it’s because it’s true. It takes a village to raise kids! I’m grateful for my family & friends who help with carpooling, lunches/dinners, attending games or practices to cheer my kiddos on. Or simply entertain my other kids when I’m helping another! Now, I do a lot on my own obviously, and Ric comes when work permits. But, I never decline the extra help if offered.

It’s officially humping day, I’m already ready for Friday 😂 I just want to shut my phone off and just not be connected to anything. I’m going to make that a routine to just “unhook” from my phone once a week! I’m constantly on it for work & it’s just draining!

My kids are growing older, they’re finding their niches and I don’t want to miss any of that. I’ve been doing great at just living in the moment. It’s invigorating!

Anyways, Check-out these photos of Sky tonight when he and Ric did some conditioning off the ice! Whether it’s on ice or off this kid just wants to constantly play hockey! I ain’t mad! Haha!


I’m excited to see Spencer start playing & Skyler to grow stronger in his skill! I hope you guys are excited too! Enjoy your Wednesday or “Mednesday”!

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How Katelynn Began Homeschooling For PreSchool

We’ve got ourself a lefty!

The boys have officially entered their second week of school! I officially have a 3rd grader who will be 8 on Sunday & a first grader who will be 7 this November!

Kate is 3 and will be 4 this December-guys, where have my babies gone!? I’m loving these ages but, I do miss having a little baby nugget around!

If you’ve followed me since the beginning you know that I had put Skyler in pre-school at 3 years old. At 4 we continued pre-school at home & at 5 he was off to public school! Spencer stayed home at 3-4 years old and we homeschooled until he was off to public school at 5!

Kate will be homeschooled for pre-school and we will be doing a lot of play dates/co-op preschool play dates. I discovered that Kate is a lefty just like me! (Woo-hoo!) I always found it hard when I was teaching the boys to hold a pencil when they were 3 how to properly hold it with their right hand. So thankful the Hubby and Brother stepped in to help, cause quite frankly, I don’t know how to hold a pencil in my right hand. Feels strange and incorrect when I do! So when I noticed Kate’s left hand was more dominant I was ecstatic!

We busted out the letter flashcards, number flash cards, and our preschool workbook! Kate can recite her alphabet, count 1-20, she knows her colors and a good majority of her shapes!

My goal this time around is to work on letter recognition and sound recognition. I’ll let you guys know how that goes! (Haha)

Check out this cute little video of Kate tracing today =]

What’re your favorite study habits?

Lots of love,

Pink

The Ultimate Guide To The First Week Of School (2017 Edition)

Hello Readers!

How are you guys? I hope you’re enjoying August (cause it came out of nowhere!) the boys officially went back to school this week! (YAY!)

I’m lying, kind of, well — they started school on Wednesday. Haha! And, they also have Monday off.. (shrugs). We are finally getting back into the swing of things. We got new uniforms this year and the kids love their teachers!

I’m glad that we are consistent with schools this year. That was my biggest worry that they’d have to start all over again. Currently, the boys have no complaints… yet. I’ve kept them on their sleep schedule throughout the whole summer (Yes, I’m that Mom). But, thankfully it worked out in my favor! They wake-up before their alarm, get ready for the morning, eat breakfast and put the door they go! Happy Mama!

Now, if I can only say the same about my sleep schedule! Phew! I’ve been everywhere, my sleep has been fluctuating– one day I’m super exhausted the next night I could stay up and run laps! It’s frustrating and funny. On the nights I can’t sleep I play solitaire or watch a documentary! I love documentaries, so sometimes that makes it worst cause I end up binge watching a bunch of documentaries.

They will officially have a full week of school in two weeks. Haha! But, as of now, it’s been a smooth sail! Have your kiddos started school?
Happy back to school month!

Hugs,

Pink

This was their FIRST school picture together. My heart!

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How People Judge Me

Well folks, it is officially 9:47 P.M. here in the Grand Canyon State & I am sipping on an Orange Mango Tea from Wendy’s Go on & judge me. ;]

Today, was a whirlwind, tiring day-the morning started off quite easy (to say the least), I woke-up at 5:30 A.M. to let Rally girl out to potty. After a few good runs out back, I brought her back in so I could catch a few more zzz’s before the first alarm goes off at 6 A.M. I snuck back into bed just to get back up again fairly quickly cause Baby Kate was a smidge fussy and needed to be changed & rearranged in her bed. After, I cared for Kate, I snuck back into bed & I glared evil-y at the clock to see the time. And, it was daunting at me.. I read 5:45 A.M. I quickly closed my eyes to sneak in 15 minutes more of much needed sleep! ** BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! ** I jumped out of bed and ran over to the alarm and fiddled with the OFF switch like I do, EVERY morning!! You think I would know where the OFF switch was, considering I turn it OFF every morning. But, I don’t. (shrugs).

I shut that sucker off and ran back into bed, but, not before nudging Ric to remind him to get up for work. No worries, my second alarm went off and reminded me that I needed to get-up at 6:30 A.M. to remind me to get the kids up and ready for school & the day. I yelled for the boys to get out of bed while I got clothes out for all 3 kids, Ric helped get Sky’s lunch ready and both boys were out of bed and brushing their teeth. We did the whole school drop off smoothly, got Spencer & Kate home and they ate breakfast as I cleaned up the kitchen & started up my lap top to follow-up on emails & social media. Sounds like a rough morning, huh? Oh, it gets better. . I decided to pack some more items into boxes while the two were occupied. I then started to vacuum the unoccupied rooms, and took out the steamer. I than began steam cleaning the carpet, wiped down the walls and baseboard. After that, I did some dishes. (phew, just writing about all this made me tired..again).

The whole day seemed packed and filled with what seems like “boring or unproductive” activities, but, as I sit here.. still drinking my tea and reflect on my morning. And, re-reading it over & over again. I’m blessed & grateful to have even woken-up. I say that with complete gratitude. In December of 2013, I came close to just never waking-up again. If you haven’t read about it– peep my birth story with Kate. Long story, short- after giving birth to Kate we made our way up into the recovery room to get some sort of rest before our visitors came. I remember being in excruciating pain & trust me- I have a HIGH pain tolerance. But, this pain was nothing I have ever felt before. A nurse came in and she checked-me only to run out to page the Doctor and told me that the Doctor said I needed to go into emergency surgery. I was mind-blown, I wasn’t even up in my recovery room for not even an hour and I barely got to hold my newborn and love on her. Everything quickly happened, I remember Ric crying & trying to call my Mom & his parents. In that instance, I did the one thing I could control and that was to pray. I closed my eyes and prayed. I asked God to keep me safe, to comfort my Husband and Family. To give them strength and persevere. I talked to my Dad, I asked him to watch-over me because I was scared. I told him, I didn’t want to go yet, not like this. That day, I ended up having to undergo two emergency surgeries at two separate times and underwent three blood transfusions.  At some point, I woke-up in the ICU and I could hear my Mom screaming at the nurse wanting to find out more details on what had happened. I couldn’t blame her, she got a text saying, “Come Meet Katelynn” and her second text was “Pinky has to undergo emergency surgery”. Well, that escalated quickly. Just like her, I wanted to find out what happened. I fell back into a slumber of sorts for a few hours, only to wake-up again in my room with my Mom, Aunt, Uncle, and in-laws. I remember seeing my Doctor for a quick second & I had so many questions and wanted to see the baby. But, I was out again.

After a few days, I finally regained some strength to piece things together, some things I did realize was I missed the boys meeting their sister for the first time. I missed all my visitors, etc. In that moment, when I was finally awake and ok. I prayed. I thanked God for keeping my Family strong, I thanked him for our safety, especially mine. I just prayed for continued healing. So, referring back to my “chaotic” morning. I was glad I was able to fiddle with the OFF switch again, I was thankful to be able to rush the kids off to school, thankful to vacuum and steam the carpet. It’s the little things that seem like burdens at times, but, in an instant all that can be something you look forward too. This was just a random ponder I had today. Not everyday, will be beautiful like you expected. But, life can be beautiful if thats how you look at it everyday. =]

When I have crazy days, I remind myself of the time I almost lost all that. Always be grateful even in the hardest, trying, tiring times. =] It’s officially 10:54 P.M. and I’m still sipping on this delicious tea. I’m excited to curl up in bed and read my nook. Don’t take your days for granted, don’t take others for granted. Be grateful.

Blessings,

Pinky G.

Happy Birthday Daddy

I wasn’t kidding when I said, “November is a busy month for us.” We have a birthday practically every other day, or almost every weekend. A recap of our Friday- Ric turned 25, we celebrated by going to Melting Pot for the first time with friends, and ended the night with pizza and playing Monopoly! Yes, it was fun! =]

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Today, on November 23, is my Dad’s birthday. For those who don’t know, my Dad passed away on May 4,2008 from Prostate Cancer. It was one of the hardest times in my life. Although, he is gone, his legacy lives through his children, grandchildren and of course my Mom! Even it being 5 years, it still doesn’t seem “real”. I am happy and at peace that he is no longer struggling, or in pain. Although, it is bittersweet to not see him, touch him, hear him, etc. Today, would’ve been his 74th birthday! He would’ve LOVED chasing around Skyler-Ian and Spencer!! Regardless, my kids are growing-up knowing him. Today, Ric and I along with the kids (like every year), go to the cemetery bring balloons, eat his favorite food, get a cake – and celebrate his life. This song reminded me of him…

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UXxRyNvTPr8

 

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I know you may not be here Dad, and there is not a day that passes that I wish you were still with us. Thank you for always watching over us, protecting us, and being there even if we don’t physically see you. I miss you more than words could ever describe, and I can’t wait to reunite with you someday. Love you always!!

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Blessings!