So, it's crazy in Cameron this week, and I don't even live there anymore!!! Talk about small towns and the pride they have. It's Yoe Nation - the talk of the county... I've never seen such a site, even when I was there. Of course, we didn't make it to state during my high school years, but we got close a time or two.
We won't even talk about the UIL leaders that don't have a clue as to our following, but I can say this... I have NEVER been more proud to be a Cameron Yoeman and cannot wait until Saturday night!
Let's stop stressing about where to park and where to sit.... Focus on what matters - Bringing home that STATE TROPHY!!! Cameron fans will be LOUD and PROUD on Saturday night, and no matter where we sit or stand, WE WILL BE HEARD ALL ACROSS MANSFIELD!!!!
So, everyone, load up the cars and let's get this party started!
GO YOE!!!
Friday, December 17, 2010
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Sam
Well, it's been quite a while since my last post, and what a better day than today to write this one.
I can't seem to sleep, maybe it's because there's rain outside and it's the first time in months the thunder work me up, or better yet, maybe it's because it's Election Day and I am thinking about my little brother.
I don't think it's a secret to anyone how truly proud I am of Sam. Growing up with a younger sibling isn't always easy, as many of you know. It's great being the "Big Sister" and then you just go through the phase that you want to kill them yourself.
And then, you really do grow up and realize you're life would be incomplete without them. I can't imagine my life without my brother. Only he can infuriate me and in the same sentence make me laugh until I cry.
Sam has always marched to the beat of his own drummer. He's the one who would go out on the limb and take a chance when everyone else would just hang out in the tree house. I often wish I had that kind of courage.
I look at the man he's become... the husband, father, brother and son, but most of all, I look at the friend he is to so many. He has a heart of gold and you just don't see that a lot anymore.
This election has been no different. In a county where the Republican Party has never prevailed, he didn't shy away, he didn't hide his beliefs... He stood up for what he believes in to represent that party in running for Justice of the Peace. I am beaming with pride.
No matter what happens at the polls today, it is a day in history for Milam county and for my family.
Today, each of you has the opportunity to exercise one of the most powerful rights known to man. You can VOTE... Your voice can be heard. Don't ever think that your 1 vote doesn't count, it does. As Sondra Andrews always says, "Freedom is not Free." She is right, so I encourage each one of you to go out and exercise the right that Darryn fought so hard to defend. And when you've done your part, encourage someone else to do the same.
May God continue to bless each of you, and God Bless America.
Best of Luck Sam.... I love you!
Shelly
I can't seem to sleep, maybe it's because there's rain outside and it's the first time in months the thunder work me up, or better yet, maybe it's because it's Election Day and I am thinking about my little brother.
I don't think it's a secret to anyone how truly proud I am of Sam. Growing up with a younger sibling isn't always easy, as many of you know. It's great being the "Big Sister" and then you just go through the phase that you want to kill them yourself.
And then, you really do grow up and realize you're life would be incomplete without them. I can't imagine my life without my brother. Only he can infuriate me and in the same sentence make me laugh until I cry.
Sam has always marched to the beat of his own drummer. He's the one who would go out on the limb and take a chance when everyone else would just hang out in the tree house. I often wish I had that kind of courage.
I look at the man he's become... the husband, father, brother and son, but most of all, I look at the friend he is to so many. He has a heart of gold and you just don't see that a lot anymore.
This election has been no different. In a county where the Republican Party has never prevailed, he didn't shy away, he didn't hide his beliefs... He stood up for what he believes in to represent that party in running for Justice of the Peace. I am beaming with pride.
No matter what happens at the polls today, it is a day in history for Milam county and for my family.
Today, each of you has the opportunity to exercise one of the most powerful rights known to man. You can VOTE... Your voice can be heard. Don't ever think that your 1 vote doesn't count, it does. As Sondra Andrews always says, "Freedom is not Free." She is right, so I encourage each one of you to go out and exercise the right that Darryn fought so hard to defend. And when you've done your part, encourage someone else to do the same.
May God continue to bless each of you, and God Bless America.
Best of Luck Sam.... I love you!
Shelly
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
If Tomorrow Starts Without Me
After all my writing lately, someone sent this to me today.... WOW.... Yes, I cried..
"If tomorrow starts without me,
And I'm not there to see ,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me.
I wish so much you wouldn't cry,
The way you did today.
While thinking of the many things,
We didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you.
And each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too.
But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand.
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand.
She said my place was ready,
In heaven far above.
And that I'd have to leave behind,
All those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye.
For all my life I'd always thought,
I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for,
So much left yet to do..
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving you..
I thought of all the yesterdays,
The good ones and the bad.
I thought of all that we shared,
And all the fun we had..
If I could relive yesterday,
Just even for a while.
I'd say good-bye and kiss you,
And maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized,
That this could never be.
For emptiness and memories,
Would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss some tomorrow.
I thought of you and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow..
But when I walked through heaven's gates,
I felt so much at home..
When God looked down and smiled at me,
From His great golden throne.
He said, "This is eternity,
And all I've promised you."
Today your life on earth is past,
But here life starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last.
And since each day is the same way,
There's no longing for the past.
So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don't think we're far apart.
For every time you think of me,
I'm right here, in your heart."
"If tomorrow starts without me,
And I'm not there to see ,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me.
I wish so much you wouldn't cry,
The way you did today.
While thinking of the many things,
We didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you.
And each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too.
But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand.
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand.
She said my place was ready,
In heaven far above.
And that I'd have to leave behind,
All those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye.
For all my life I'd always thought,
I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for,
So much left yet to do..
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving you..
I thought of all the yesterdays,
The good ones and the bad.
I thought of all that we shared,
And all the fun we had..
If I could relive yesterday,
Just even for a while.
I'd say good-bye and kiss you,
And maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized,
That this could never be.
For emptiness and memories,
Would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss some tomorrow.
I thought of you and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow..
But when I walked through heaven's gates,
I felt so much at home..
When God looked down and smiled at me,
From His great golden throne.
He said, "This is eternity,
And all I've promised you."
Today your life on earth is past,
But here life starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last.
And since each day is the same way,
There's no longing for the past.
So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don't think we're far apart.
For every time you think of me,
I'm right here, in your heart."
Monday, September 20, 2010
Tomorrow will be one year...
Wow, it's been a year since that 5:45 am phone call about Dad. I been thininkg alot about it lately. I am sure it's because of the "anniversay" date, but that's just me. Some things you never forget, as much as you'd like to try, you just don't. I remember everything about it. The call, the weather, the trip to Temple, the waiting and then more waiting.
I know Dad is better and he's as active as he's always been, but it doesn't make that scared feeling ever go away. I've tried to get over it, but it's not my nature. I still don't sleep well, afraid the phone may ring and I won't hear it. Or maybe it's just the general fear of any phone call in the middle of the night.
Something happenened this weekend that made me stop and think about how precious life is. The West-Orange Stark 17-yr old quarterback who collapsed and died after throwing a touchdown pass Friday night, I can't imagine the loss that town must feel. I think about how he had this awesome, defining moment, and then, in an instant, it was his time to go.
You just never know. And as unfair as it may seem, and as much as we don't want to hear it, you always hear, "God has a plan." He does, I know, but I am a planner and I don't like not knowing where I may fit into this overall, master plan.
Presley called me Saturday morning (without her mom knowing) and asked if she could come spend the night. Well, of course I said yes, not knowing that her mom was unaware of her plans. I started thinking when we left them on Sunday that one day, I will just be the "old fogey aunt" that they go see to get birthday and Christmas presents. I am hoping that won't be the case, and I am in no way saying I ever felt that way about my aunts and uncles, but come on....at some point, we all thought, "really mom, do we have to go with you?"
I've decided to embrace every moment with family and friends. We just never know what that master plan may be, but if we live every day to it's fullest potential, we will leave this world with no regrets.
I am so lucky to still have my Dad, I honestly can't tell you how scary those few days were. Some of you have been in those shoes, and for those of you who haven't, my wish is that you never have to find out what it's like. The one thing I know is that at that moment when you aren't quite sure what your next move will be, your friends are at your side, lifting you up and taking care of those things in your life that all of a sudden are totally insignificant.
I thank God each and every day for the support system I've found in my extended family and friends. I don't know what I would do without you!
I know Dad is better and he's as active as he's always been, but it doesn't make that scared feeling ever go away. I've tried to get over it, but it's not my nature. I still don't sleep well, afraid the phone may ring and I won't hear it. Or maybe it's just the general fear of any phone call in the middle of the night.
Something happenened this weekend that made me stop and think about how precious life is. The West-Orange Stark 17-yr old quarterback who collapsed and died after throwing a touchdown pass Friday night, I can't imagine the loss that town must feel. I think about how he had this awesome, defining moment, and then, in an instant, it was his time to go.
You just never know. And as unfair as it may seem, and as much as we don't want to hear it, you always hear, "God has a plan." He does, I know, but I am a planner and I don't like not knowing where I may fit into this overall, master plan.
Presley called me Saturday morning (without her mom knowing) and asked if she could come spend the night. Well, of course I said yes, not knowing that her mom was unaware of her plans. I started thinking when we left them on Sunday that one day, I will just be the "old fogey aunt" that they go see to get birthday and Christmas presents. I am hoping that won't be the case, and I am in no way saying I ever felt that way about my aunts and uncles, but come on....at some point, we all thought, "really mom, do we have to go with you?"
I've decided to embrace every moment with family and friends. We just never know what that master plan may be, but if we live every day to it's fullest potential, we will leave this world with no regrets.
I am so lucky to still have my Dad, I honestly can't tell you how scary those few days were. Some of you have been in those shoes, and for those of you who haven't, my wish is that you never have to find out what it's like. The one thing I know is that at that moment when you aren't quite sure what your next move will be, your friends are at your side, lifting you up and taking care of those things in your life that all of a sudden are totally insignificant.
I thank God each and every day for the support system I've found in my extended family and friends. I don't know what I would do without you!
Monday, September 13, 2010
Hometown Healing
It's been almost 2 months since Eric's accident and Sunday the small community of Cameron came together as one to host a benefit for the family. For me personally, the best part of the entire benefit was getting to see Eric and Tammy out and about. He looks so good considering what he has been through.
We will continue to pray that God's will watch over the family and guide them through the physical and mental healing process.
I posted a status Sunday morning on Facebook about how proud I was to be from Cameron and that no matter where you go, there is nothing in the world like the closeness of Small Town America. I honestly think I've said in my blog a few times.
The number of people who came together to pull of the benefit was astounding. Everyone worked so hard, countless hours to get everything in order. As Mom said in her brief, and yes, emotional speech, you can't thank everyone by name, because you're going to miss someone. It was a true community effort, and it's one day I will never forget.
On a much more personal note, I do want to personally and publicly thank my husband. In our 6 short years of marriage (yeah, 6 - seems like yesterday), he has been by my side through many a rough patch. Whether it was a sickness, a birth, a death in the family or close family friend, or coming up on the one year mark of Dad's heart attack, Dave has been there for me, my family and my friends. Yes, it is his family too, but I honestly don't know what I would do without this man. He is my rock when I feel I could blow away, and he is my water when I feel I am on fire.
My wish for each of you is that you one day find that rock and that water, because it's the most wonderful thing life has to offer.
shelly
We will continue to pray that God's will watch over the family and guide them through the physical and mental healing process.
I posted a status Sunday morning on Facebook about how proud I was to be from Cameron and that no matter where you go, there is nothing in the world like the closeness of Small Town America. I honestly think I've said in my blog a few times.
The number of people who came together to pull of the benefit was astounding. Everyone worked so hard, countless hours to get everything in order. As Mom said in her brief, and yes, emotional speech, you can't thank everyone by name, because you're going to miss someone. It was a true community effort, and it's one day I will never forget.
On a much more personal note, I do want to personally and publicly thank my husband. In our 6 short years of marriage (yeah, 6 - seems like yesterday), he has been by my side through many a rough patch. Whether it was a sickness, a birth, a death in the family or close family friend, or coming up on the one year mark of Dad's heart attack, Dave has been there for me, my family and my friends. Yes, it is his family too, but I honestly don't know what I would do without this man. He is my rock when I feel I could blow away, and he is my water when I feel I am on fire.
My wish for each of you is that you one day find that rock and that water, because it's the most wonderful thing life has to offer.
shelly
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Remembering Sally.....
She always had a smile on her face and a spring in her step. That's what Karon Brown said, and it's so true. I can't remember one time I saw her without that beautiful smile. Sally was also a good friend, and I know my mom is going to miss her.
I am having one of those moments where I don't exactly know what to say. We knew this was happening, but it's not any easier than the sudden deaths we have experienced lately. Hearts are still broken, tears will still be shed. Maybe it is comforting to know that Sally led a full life, or better yet a life that was full.
She left a print on each of us and I hope that everyone will reflect on the life she led and the path she chose and try to be 1/2 the person she was. Sally never said a bad thing about anyone. She always saw the good, or at least the potential to be good.
I miss calling the cleaners and getting to talk to her before mom gets to the phone. I also miss her telling me the stories about where mom has run off to for the moment.
We love you Sally and we miss you dearly. You time here is finished and now you are our Guardian Angel. As you know, you've got your work cut out for you. Godspeed and may you now rest and be healed.
Always,
Shelly
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
HaPpY BiRtHdAy LiTtLe MaN!!!
Wow - it's been FIVE whole years. The family's little man is growing up. He's Momma's Mister Handsome and Gran's Little Man and Aunt Shelly's T-Bird... Where has the time gone?
I can't imagine our lives without that little dude. He has brought so much joy and not to mention mischief to this family.
LOVE YOU T-BIRD!
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I can't imagine our lives without that little dude. He has brought so much joy and not to mention mischief to this family.
LOVE YOU T-BIRD!
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Thursday, August 5, 2010
In general
I've been on vacation for a week now. It's almost over. I started with big plans, I am ending with big plans...
I did manage to put up a new ceiling fan and weed my flowerbeds, but that is about as far as I got.
I should be doing laundry right now, but here I sit.
Eric is recovering well. I've need keeping up with the Facebook page dedicated to the family, and whatever it may miss, Mom fills me in on.
I can't believe school will be starting soon. It seems like yesterday the kids were getting out for summer!
T-Man turns 5 next week... How ever did that happen??? That means in December I will be married 6 years... WOW.... Seems like yesterday.
Oh well, maybe I will do some laundry.... Maybe....
I did manage to put up a new ceiling fan and weed my flowerbeds, but that is about as far as I got.
I should be doing laundry right now, but here I sit.
Eric is recovering well. I've need keeping up with the Facebook page dedicated to the family, and whatever it may miss, Mom fills me in on.
I can't believe school will be starting soon. It seems like yesterday the kids were getting out for summer!
T-Man turns 5 next week... How ever did that happen??? That means in December I will be married 6 years... WOW.... Seems like yesterday.
Oh well, maybe I will do some laundry.... Maybe....
Monday, July 19, 2010
Believing there is good to come
I have struggled since Saturday night to find the words to express how I feel. I (as well as so many of you) kept saying - "there are no words." A couple of things have happened since then.
I received an e-mail from an old high school acquaintance wanting to know if there was anything she could do for the Balchs. It seems that her brother and Wendy were high school friends and she lost her brother suddenly a few years back. Shonda simply said that even if you think you're doing nothing, the prayers help get a family through tough times.
Last week I had posted a status on Facebook that just said "Good things come to those who wait..." These are good people. Tammy's FB profile quote is about how good her life is. She wasn't waiting on anything, she was living it here and now.
You grow up with your parents telling you that bad things happen to bad people, that is why we're supposed to be good, right? Mom posted something on her Facebook page last night that made me sit back and cry. She talked about how Sam, Bryan, Tommy and Corby are being strong, but how hard this must be on them. You think?? I mean they just buried a dear friend in March and now this. I keep hearing that "God gives you no more than you can handle," but what does he expect of these boys. They are still babies for Heaven's sake. And I promise you NOT ONE OF THEM has done anything in their life to derserve the trials and tribulations they've had to endure.
I think of Wendy right now. I know that her family is much like mine. I know how close she and her brother are. My heart is breaking for her. I could not imagine for one minute being in her shoes. Although, they say you don't know how strong you are until that one moment in time, if this was Sam, you'd probably have to put a straight jacket on me. I do know that she has to be strong for Tank and Kathy. I remember when Dad had his heart attack, I was tough around Mom and would fall apart when she wasn't around. So, yes, I know it can be done, it just isn't fair to ask that of anyone.
Tammy has to be the bravest woman I know right now. Her strength will transpire into Eric and they will make it through ths dark time.
Why do bad things happen to good people? We will never know that answer. All we know is that they do. They happen to good people and to good communities. I have said it before, and I will say it again. I am so proud to be from Cameron and to call that community home.
The town that was beginning to heal from earilier tragedies seems to be broken again. I know in my heart, it's a temporary break, maybe a crack... I know that God has a plan, I know that this too shall pass. I know all of those things, but it doesn't mean I undertand any of them. I don't try to understand anymore. That may sound bad, but it isn't meant to be.
During a sermon once, Msgr. John to the congregation that you just can't question God's plan. The Lord knows what he is doing and while we may not understand it while we are here on Earth, we will understand once we move on to the next journey in our lives.
This is one of my favorites...
"Lord, You told me when I decided to follow You, You would walk and talk with me all the way. But I'm aware that during the most troublesome times of my life there is only one set of footprints. I just don't understand why, when I need You most, You leave me."
He whispered, "My precious child, I love you and will never leave you, never, ever, during your trials and testings. When you saw only one set of footprints, It was then that I carried you."
May the Lord continue to carry us all through this unexplainable tragedy. May the community hold strong and pull together again for this wonderful family. God Bless you all.
Shelly
I received an e-mail from an old high school acquaintance wanting to know if there was anything she could do for the Balchs. It seems that her brother and Wendy were high school friends and she lost her brother suddenly a few years back. Shonda simply said that even if you think you're doing nothing, the prayers help get a family through tough times.
Last week I had posted a status on Facebook that just said "Good things come to those who wait..." These are good people. Tammy's FB profile quote is about how good her life is. She wasn't waiting on anything, she was living it here and now.
You grow up with your parents telling you that bad things happen to bad people, that is why we're supposed to be good, right? Mom posted something on her Facebook page last night that made me sit back and cry. She talked about how Sam, Bryan, Tommy and Corby are being strong, but how hard this must be on them. You think?? I mean they just buried a dear friend in March and now this. I keep hearing that "God gives you no more than you can handle," but what does he expect of these boys. They are still babies for Heaven's sake. And I promise you NOT ONE OF THEM has done anything in their life to derserve the trials and tribulations they've had to endure.
I think of Wendy right now. I know that her family is much like mine. I know how close she and her brother are. My heart is breaking for her. I could not imagine for one minute being in her shoes. Although, they say you don't know how strong you are until that one moment in time, if this was Sam, you'd probably have to put a straight jacket on me. I do know that she has to be strong for Tank and Kathy. I remember when Dad had his heart attack, I was tough around Mom and would fall apart when she wasn't around. So, yes, I know it can be done, it just isn't fair to ask that of anyone.
Tammy has to be the bravest woman I know right now. Her strength will transpire into Eric and they will make it through ths dark time.
Why do bad things happen to good people? We will never know that answer. All we know is that they do. They happen to good people and to good communities. I have said it before, and I will say it again. I am so proud to be from Cameron and to call that community home.
The town that was beginning to heal from earilier tragedies seems to be broken again. I know in my heart, it's a temporary break, maybe a crack... I know that God has a plan, I know that this too shall pass. I know all of those things, but it doesn't mean I undertand any of them. I don't try to understand anymore. That may sound bad, but it isn't meant to be.
During a sermon once, Msgr. John to the congregation that you just can't question God's plan. The Lord knows what he is doing and while we may not understand it while we are here on Earth, we will understand once we move on to the next journey in our lives.
This is one of my favorites...
"Lord, You told me when I decided to follow You, You would walk and talk with me all the way. But I'm aware that during the most troublesome times of my life there is only one set of footprints. I just don't understand why, when I need You most, You leave me."
He whispered, "My precious child, I love you and will never leave you, never, ever, during your trials and testings. When you saw only one set of footprints, It was then that I carried you."
May the Lord continue to carry us all through this unexplainable tragedy. May the community hold strong and pull together again for this wonderful family. God Bless you all.
Shelly
Sunday, July 18, 2010
I have no words
I tried to write, but I have no words today. Again, a community is broken, and in time the healing will begin. Prayers to Tank, Kathy, Wendy, Joe, Tammy and the kids... Healing wishes to Eric and Cade... And most of all, May God bless our new angel Mason...
Here are someone else's words of wisdom...
When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow--
You may succeed with another blow,
Success is failure turned inside out--
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.
- author unknown
Here are someone else's words of wisdom...
When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow--
You may succeed with another blow,
Success is failure turned inside out--
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.
- author unknown
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Prayer Request
As I sit here tonight, I am seeking prayers from all of my friends. Tragedy has once again hit close to home. A classmate of my brother and his 2 young sons were injured with their garage exploded this afternoon.
I don't know details, just that a family is hurting. I do know that Eric was flown to Parkland hospital in Dallas and the youngest son, Mason, was finally stabilized and is being transported to Dallas now. I have not heard anything regarding Cade, the 4 year old.
Please pray for the recovery of the 3, but also pray for his wife Tammy and the 2 girls, his parents Tank and Kathy and his sister Wendy and her family. As a sister and an aunt, I can't imagine what Wendy is going through. I know she and Eric are about as close as Sam and me.
Facebook has been flooded with messages, and yet again the small community that I so proudly call home will unite and help this family in a time of need. May God watch over them and assist them in speedy recoveries.
Shelly
I don't know details, just that a family is hurting. I do know that Eric was flown to Parkland hospital in Dallas and the youngest son, Mason, was finally stabilized and is being transported to Dallas now. I have not heard anything regarding Cade, the 4 year old.
Please pray for the recovery of the 3, but also pray for his wife Tammy and the 2 girls, his parents Tank and Kathy and his sister Wendy and her family. As a sister and an aunt, I can't imagine what Wendy is going through. I know she and Eric are about as close as Sam and me.
Facebook has been flooded with messages, and yet again the small community that I so proudly call home will unite and help this family in a time of need. May God watch over them and assist them in speedy recoveries.
Shelly
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Having Faith
So, on Friday I told you of Dave's employer closing next month and me worrying about what we were going to do.
The shop actually closed today... Good news - my husband starts his new job tomorrow at 8 a.m. He told me he wasn't worried and while I believe in him, I don't have faith in the job market. I mean look at the business he was at - 27 years and they had to close the doors.
Oh well, all of that worrying was for nothing.
I do believe int he phrase "God gives you no more than you can handle." But I also know that even though I believe, when it's happening to you, it seems like more than you can bare.
Thanks to all of my friends for the words of encouragement. So, we're on to the next chapter.... Wonder what the future holds....
The shop actually closed today... Good news - my husband starts his new job tomorrow at 8 a.m. He told me he wasn't worried and while I believe in him, I don't have faith in the job market. I mean look at the business he was at - 27 years and they had to close the doors.
Oh well, all of that worrying was for nothing.
I do believe int he phrase "God gives you no more than you can handle." But I also know that even though I believe, when it's happening to you, it seems like more than you can bare.
Thanks to all of my friends for the words of encouragement. So, we're on to the next chapter.... Wonder what the future holds....
Friday, June 25, 2010
To new beginnings
So, we found out Wednesday that the shop Dave works for will be closing by the end of July. While we have known this was a possibility for many months now, the reality scares the hell out of me.
Dave is assuring me that all will be okay, but I have never been the optimist. I think about everything our family and friends have been through this year, and I know we will be okay. After all, we have each other and we have our family.
I just finished reading a blog of a family whose 4 year old daughter has stage 4 neuroblastoma. They found out today that there is nothing more that can be done -Talk about heartbreaking. I sat and cried.
Money is just material. Yes, we need it to pay our bills and help with the necessities, but it's just stuff. We have each other and together, we will make it through. So we don't eat out as often, we don't go to Target to waste time, there are hundreds of ways to trim a budget, but how in the world will this family make it through the days ahead knowing that Heaven is waiting for their little girl.
In the past year, friend of our family lost a child in the war, lost a father, son and husband to an automobile accident and my very good friend lost her grandmother, who was a grandma to us all. Each funeral was heartbreaking and each family has continued to pull together and be strong. I admire that so much. It's at that moment, when you think there's nothing else to live for, you realize, life does go on.
It is often in our darkest moments we see a small, yet significant glimmer of hope. What we are about to embark on is a new chapter. I have faith that Dave will find another job, and I can be more relaxed, but until then, I'll worry, just because that is what I do. But during my dark moments, I will look to those families who have overcome adversity and I will draw my strength because they are my inspiration.
Have a wonderful weekend.
Love to all,
Shelly
Dave is assuring me that all will be okay, but I have never been the optimist. I think about everything our family and friends have been through this year, and I know we will be okay. After all, we have each other and we have our family.
I just finished reading a blog of a family whose 4 year old daughter has stage 4 neuroblastoma. They found out today that there is nothing more that can be done -Talk about heartbreaking. I sat and cried.
Money is just material. Yes, we need it to pay our bills and help with the necessities, but it's just stuff. We have each other and together, we will make it through. So we don't eat out as often, we don't go to Target to waste time, there are hundreds of ways to trim a budget, but how in the world will this family make it through the days ahead knowing that Heaven is waiting for their little girl.
In the past year, friend of our family lost a child in the war, lost a father, son and husband to an automobile accident and my very good friend lost her grandmother, who was a grandma to us all. Each funeral was heartbreaking and each family has continued to pull together and be strong. I admire that so much. It's at that moment, when you think there's nothing else to live for, you realize, life does go on.
It is often in our darkest moments we see a small, yet significant glimmer of hope. What we are about to embark on is a new chapter. I have faith that Dave will find another job, and I can be more relaxed, but until then, I'll worry, just because that is what I do. But during my dark moments, I will look to those families who have overcome adversity and I will draw my strength because they are my inspiration.
Have a wonderful weekend.
Love to all,
Shelly
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Slacker
I am really slacking off on my blog - It's not that there isn't anything to talk about, it's getting the time to actually do it. I have been so busy at work, that I now have a laptop on loan so I can work here at night.
There are several things going on now, but I am not at liberty to talk about any of them just yet - Yes, I know - it's the comment every one of you hates to read, but in time I am sure you will understand.
Right now, I am trying to understand the true meaning of the phrase "when life gives you lemons, make lemonade." I've got a lemon tree at my door and I am trying to make the lemonade. Sad part is that I don't even have the energy to care. That's bad, I do know it could be worse, but there comes a time when you have to sit back and wonder if it's worth the stress.
For every bit of bad news, there is also good. When I hear the good news, I will be sure to let everyone know.
There are several things going on now, but I am not at liberty to talk about any of them just yet - Yes, I know - it's the comment every one of you hates to read, but in time I am sure you will understand.
Right now, I am trying to understand the true meaning of the phrase "when life gives you lemons, make lemonade." I've got a lemon tree at my door and I am trying to make the lemonade. Sad part is that I don't even have the energy to care. That's bad, I do know it could be worse, but there comes a time when you have to sit back and wonder if it's worth the stress.
For every bit of bad news, there is also good. When I hear the good news, I will be sure to let everyone know.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
To Sam - Happy Birthday Little Brother!
Somedays it seems like yesterday and others a lifetime ago - I was 4 and crying as Mom and Dad left me with the neighbors to venture off to the hospital so that Sam could make his grand appearance. It was different back then, we were 3000 miles from home and just the 3 (and then 4) of us. WOW....
So much has happened over the last 37 years. Yep, Mom's baby is 37 today. It's hard to believe. He's all grown up and a Dad himself. An awesome one if I must say so myself.
All of you know I think the world of this boy. Now, that wasn't always the case, I am sure, but to look at him today and see the son, brother, husband and father he has become makes me feel so blessed that he (in a small way) is mine.
Don't get me started on the friend Sam can be. It's hard to find a friend as loyal and giving and trusting as him. (almost makes him sound like a puppy) but see, that's it. Sam's friendship is totally unconditional, he will be a friend "just because" - and never ask for a thing in return.
Most people look up to their older siblings, I look up to "the Baby." If I can live my life and be half the person my brother is - then I am successful.
Mom and Dad did an awesome job raising him and I have no doubts, he's doing an awesome job raising his little ones.
Happy Birthday Little Brother! I love you!
shelly
So much has happened over the last 37 years. Yep, Mom's baby is 37 today. It's hard to believe. He's all grown up and a Dad himself. An awesome one if I must say so myself.
All of you know I think the world of this boy. Now, that wasn't always the case, I am sure, but to look at him today and see the son, brother, husband and father he has become makes me feel so blessed that he (in a small way) is mine.
Don't get me started on the friend Sam can be. It's hard to find a friend as loyal and giving and trusting as him. (almost makes him sound like a puppy) but see, that's it. Sam's friendship is totally unconditional, he will be a friend "just because" - and never ask for a thing in return.
Most people look up to their older siblings, I look up to "the Baby." If I can live my life and be half the person my brother is - then I am successful.
Mom and Dad did an awesome job raising him and I have no doubts, he's doing an awesome job raising his little ones.
Happy Birthday Little Brother! I love you!
shelly
Monday, April 26, 2010
It's not the Dewberry Festival without a tornado warning
What an awesome weekend. We were blessed to be with old and new friends as we cooked at the Dewberry Festival.
Friday, was typical. About 5:30 the tornado sirens went off around the area. The TV and radio were interrupting with that lovely severe weather beep... Now, for those of you who know me, you're thinking - "Shelly was freaking out." Well, you WRONG! For the first time ever, I was very calm and collective, and I realized what I've put all of you through over the years. I found on Friday that my beautiful little niece has one of my traits... She is TERRIFIED of bad weather. So, the maternal instinct in me kicked in and I had to keep her calm.
We were cooking the chili and when that weather bulletin came on the TV, I saw a tiny little me in the room. As I was trying to explain to her that it was all okay, Mom called. Thank goodness, because I was running out of things to say that could make it better. She went in to the bedroom and talked to mom just as her little friends runs in the camper door yelling that there was a tornado in Buckholts (a town about 12 miles away). I did ask them not to use that word, since Presley was worried about the tornado coming to us. So, mom has her calmed down and she goes outside to play as child #2, the nephew, comes running in and asking me if the tornado was going to come get us... I told him "no" and we looked at the TV screen as I was showing him that it was going around us, not coming to us. He smiled and said "Good, cuz I don't want to get blowed away." Now, how cute is that???
We ended up missing all of the bad weather and Saturday morning was BEAUTIFUL!
My oldest and dearest friend, Diana, and her family joined us this year. We had a great time. You know, we would spend every waking minute together back in the day. We don't get to see each other often, but being together this weekend was as if no time had passed. It was awesome! I am hoping to make this an annual thing.
Our good friends Ricky and Linda drove up from Bryan, so we were able to visit with them too! Now, sad thing is they had to drive 50 miles to see us when we live in the same town... We need to work on that!
So, the cookoff - we didn't win, but we were in the top 20 with our beans and brisket. That is great considering there were 65 teams!
I took today off work in order to clean everything up from the weekend. It is by far the most fun cookoff, but it's exhausting. We thought about coming home Saturday night, but there was no way I was coming home to unload that truck! We stayed with Dad and then came home after breakfast.
I realized that I didn't even get to go look at all of the arts and crafts booths. I also forgot to go get my free frisbee from Sondra! Which reminds me, I need to go see the JP today about that ticket... Lovely....
Friday, was typical. About 5:30 the tornado sirens went off around the area. The TV and radio were interrupting with that lovely severe weather beep... Now, for those of you who know me, you're thinking - "Shelly was freaking out." Well, you WRONG! For the first time ever, I was very calm and collective, and I realized what I've put all of you through over the years. I found on Friday that my beautiful little niece has one of my traits... She is TERRIFIED of bad weather. So, the maternal instinct in me kicked in and I had to keep her calm.
We were cooking the chili and when that weather bulletin came on the TV, I saw a tiny little me in the room. As I was trying to explain to her that it was all okay, Mom called. Thank goodness, because I was running out of things to say that could make it better. She went in to the bedroom and talked to mom just as her little friends runs in the camper door yelling that there was a tornado in Buckholts (a town about 12 miles away). I did ask them not to use that word, since Presley was worried about the tornado coming to us. So, mom has her calmed down and she goes outside to play as child #2, the nephew, comes running in and asking me if the tornado was going to come get us... I told him "no" and we looked at the TV screen as I was showing him that it was going around us, not coming to us. He smiled and said "Good, cuz I don't want to get blowed away." Now, how cute is that???
We ended up missing all of the bad weather and Saturday morning was BEAUTIFUL!
My oldest and dearest friend, Diana, and her family joined us this year. We had a great time. You know, we would spend every waking minute together back in the day. We don't get to see each other often, but being together this weekend was as if no time had passed. It was awesome! I am hoping to make this an annual thing.
Our good friends Ricky and Linda drove up from Bryan, so we were able to visit with them too! Now, sad thing is they had to drive 50 miles to see us when we live in the same town... We need to work on that!
So, the cookoff - we didn't win, but we were in the top 20 with our beans and brisket. That is great considering there were 65 teams!
I took today off work in order to clean everything up from the weekend. It is by far the most fun cookoff, but it's exhausting. We thought about coming home Saturday night, but there was no way I was coming home to unload that truck! We stayed with Dad and then came home after breakfast.
I realized that I didn't even get to go look at all of the arts and crafts booths. I also forgot to go get my free frisbee from Sondra! Which reminds me, I need to go see the JP today about that ticket... Lovely....
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Springtime...A new beginning
I love Spring. It's my favorite season of the year. The grass turns green, the trees start blossoming and the flowers start blooming. It's so appropriate that Easter happens in Spring. It's like a rebirth of everything beautiful.
I wanted to write this blog about happy stuff, but I just can't seem to get there. I recently read a blog posting that made me think of Tiffany and the boys. Kristin Cooper is a young widow in College Station whose husband was killed in an automobile accident on December 29. A driver crossed the middle of a country highway and hit them head on as they were traveling to Dallas for the birth of their new niece, luckily their 2 year old was not in the vehicle. The other driver was texting. I know I probably talk on the phone while driving and shouldn't, but I can't for a minute figure out how anyone thinks they can text and drive.
Kristin has a lot of faith in God, and as we have all said over the last few weeks, we know HE has a plan. What happened to Little David is part of that plan, and Kristen believes what happened to Chirs is part of that plan. As Sam pointed out, who are we to question HIS plan???
I've felt selfish lately. We are coming up on the 6 month aniversary (Sunday) of Dad's heart attack. Every morning I wake up and thank God for the new day and the opportunity to be able to call and talk to Dad if I need to do that. Every night I go to bed and thank God for keeping my family safe that day. I can't lie to any of you. I pray much more now than I did 6 months ago. I cannot imagine for one minute my life without that man. He is my world, and even my husband will tell you that. I love Dave, but a girl only has one Daddy.
So, why is Dad still here? God wasn't ready for him. He still has work to do here on Earth - you know, like fixing golf carts, working on BBQ pits, helping with catering jobs, keeping mom in line, spoiling those grandkids, oh this list could go on forever - but you get my drift. I overheard the "men" talking the morning of David's accident. They didn't know I was listening, but I was. One of them simply said "It would be easier if it had been one of us, we've lived our lives." Not really, death is never easy, but then again, why is it that a man who has lived a full life can have his spared, while one just beginning his journey is taken so suddenly? It really makes no sense, but it makes those of us left realize just how precious this life is.
If anyone is interested, Kristin's blog can be found at www.kristinwcooper.blogspot.com. It's truly inspirational and for those of you who think I can write, you haven't seen anything. This is a woman whose faith is guiding her through every day right now. She should be an inspiration to all of us.
With all of the tragedy lately, we should all step back ,take a look and count our numerous blessings. It's Springtime after all... We have so much to look forward to right now. There's finishing up Spring Break, The Jr. Livestock show for the kids, Easter, and let's not forget - BBQ Cook-off season is upon us.
I am already a little happier just thinking about it!
Shelly
I wanted to write this blog about happy stuff, but I just can't seem to get there. I recently read a blog posting that made me think of Tiffany and the boys. Kristin Cooper is a young widow in College Station whose husband was killed in an automobile accident on December 29. A driver crossed the middle of a country highway and hit them head on as they were traveling to Dallas for the birth of their new niece, luckily their 2 year old was not in the vehicle. The other driver was texting. I know I probably talk on the phone while driving and shouldn't, but I can't for a minute figure out how anyone thinks they can text and drive.
Kristin has a lot of faith in God, and as we have all said over the last few weeks, we know HE has a plan. What happened to Little David is part of that plan, and Kristen believes what happened to Chirs is part of that plan. As Sam pointed out, who are we to question HIS plan???
I've felt selfish lately. We are coming up on the 6 month aniversary (Sunday) of Dad's heart attack. Every morning I wake up and thank God for the new day and the opportunity to be able to call and talk to Dad if I need to do that. Every night I go to bed and thank God for keeping my family safe that day. I can't lie to any of you. I pray much more now than I did 6 months ago. I cannot imagine for one minute my life without that man. He is my world, and even my husband will tell you that. I love Dave, but a girl only has one Daddy.
So, why is Dad still here? God wasn't ready for him. He still has work to do here on Earth - you know, like fixing golf carts, working on BBQ pits, helping with catering jobs, keeping mom in line, spoiling those grandkids, oh this list could go on forever - but you get my drift. I overheard the "men" talking the morning of David's accident. They didn't know I was listening, but I was. One of them simply said "It would be easier if it had been one of us, we've lived our lives." Not really, death is never easy, but then again, why is it that a man who has lived a full life can have his spared, while one just beginning his journey is taken so suddenly? It really makes no sense, but it makes those of us left realize just how precious this life is.
If anyone is interested, Kristin's blog can be found at www.kristinwcooper.blogspot.com. It's truly inspirational and for those of you who think I can write, you haven't seen anything. This is a woman whose faith is guiding her through every day right now. She should be an inspiration to all of us.
With all of the tragedy lately, we should all step back ,take a look and count our numerous blessings. It's Springtime after all... We have so much to look forward to right now. There's finishing up Spring Break, The Jr. Livestock show for the kids, Easter, and let's not forget - BBQ Cook-off season is upon us.
I am already a little happier just thinking about it!
Shelly
Thursday, March 4, 2010
And the Healing Begins
It seems that my last post was read by almost everyone in my small town. I had people I didn't really know telling how beautiful and comforting my words were on Sunday. I was both flattered and embarrassed. It's not that I write to be complimented, it's that by writing, I am venting, sharing, and in bad times, healing.
I share these posts because, as someone told me when David's accident happened, maybe God wasn't punishing us, or telling us something, but maybe this happened because there is someone, somewhere who will read about this in the paper and their life will be changed because of it. That is how I feel about writing, if I can touch one person who at some point felt so lost, and if I can bring them hope, then the post was successful. Not to mention, it makes mom feel better to know the money she spent on the journalism degree wasn't all wasted. :-)
So, where do I start today? It's a new day, a new beginning for each of you reading this post. It's been a rough 4 days for my friends and family in Cameron. During the time of mourning for our friend, we were able to celebrate his short time on this Earth.
As Dave and I drove into town on Tuesday night for the visitation, I was blown away as we arrived at the funeral home. Driving up highway 77, cars lined the road, parking in the open fields beside and across the street from the funeral home, and as we walked toward the front door, people stood in line, waiting to get inside. It was a little chilly, but as we stood there with all of our friends that warmth made the cold go away.
The service was one of the most beautiful I have ever attended. Bill did a wonderful job officiating, although I know he too has a broken heart. David was like a son to him too. As we arrived at the church (around 12:30), many of us who stood with Tiffany on Sunday morning, gathered as they brought David to the service. As Christy saw the 6 pallbearers arrive in the big white Circle S van, it was too much for her. She and I held each other as we watched her brother and my brother, stand side-by-side to take our brother to his final resting place.
By 1, the church was packed, the overflow rooms were filling and there were tears flowing. As the service ended and the attendees began filing by, paying their last respects, I felt as if I'd been punched in the stomach. Watching 6 young men gather around their friend to tell him goodbye, broke my heart all over again. We watched as the sheriff's department, Texas Highway Patrol, City Police, visiting law enforcement officers, State Game Wardens, EMS, and a Texas Ranger file by. WOW, there were no words. It took over 45 minutes to clear the church - Does that tell you how many lives Little David touched?
Tiffany picked the most beautiful resting spot for David. From his final "home", David has a beautiful view of his wonderful house on the hill in the country. As Dave said, "the way the crow flies, he's probably a mile away."
Yesterday, God cleared the skies, no rain, no clouds - a wonderful sunny day to bid farewell to our friend.
We were gathered at the hall for dinner, and I was sitting there, watching all of the kids run and play and thinking about how those kids will keep everyone going. I watched Trenton and Landen wrestle on the floor and simply asked a friend if he saw Sam and David over there playing? Stealing a line from my favorite movie, Steel Magnolias, "Life goes on..." and it does.
David's life, while short, will live on in his children and the lives of the children he touched. It will also live on in each and every friend he left on this earth to finish the jobs he started. Those men have big shoes to fill. But I also know this - These same friends who are grieving the loss of their "brother" will help Tiffany and those boys through this difficult time. That's what they do.
Now, I've been listening to a song the entire time I've written this today - Trace Adkins - The Rest of Mine... It simple starts "There's no guaranty that we'll see tomorrow, Heaven only knows, how long we have. So there's no way I'll ever for one second let you wonder, just how long my love for you will last - til my last breath, til I'm called on high, til the angels come and I see the light, to the very end, til I give in, to the last beat of my heart - though I can't swear that I'll be here for the rest of your life, but I swear I'll love you for the rest of mine."
Rest in Peace our Friend, for we know there will be happy times again in Cameron. My prayer today is that God watch over all of David's family and friends and give them comfort in this time of tragedy. Always remember, Life goes on....
Shelly
I share these posts because, as someone told me when David's accident happened, maybe God wasn't punishing us, or telling us something, but maybe this happened because there is someone, somewhere who will read about this in the paper and their life will be changed because of it. That is how I feel about writing, if I can touch one person who at some point felt so lost, and if I can bring them hope, then the post was successful. Not to mention, it makes mom feel better to know the money she spent on the journalism degree wasn't all wasted. :-)
So, where do I start today? It's a new day, a new beginning for each of you reading this post. It's been a rough 4 days for my friends and family in Cameron. During the time of mourning for our friend, we were able to celebrate his short time on this Earth.
As Dave and I drove into town on Tuesday night for the visitation, I was blown away as we arrived at the funeral home. Driving up highway 77, cars lined the road, parking in the open fields beside and across the street from the funeral home, and as we walked toward the front door, people stood in line, waiting to get inside. It was a little chilly, but as we stood there with all of our friends that warmth made the cold go away.
The service was one of the most beautiful I have ever attended. Bill did a wonderful job officiating, although I know he too has a broken heart. David was like a son to him too. As we arrived at the church (around 12:30), many of us who stood with Tiffany on Sunday morning, gathered as they brought David to the service. As Christy saw the 6 pallbearers arrive in the big white Circle S van, it was too much for her. She and I held each other as we watched her brother and my brother, stand side-by-side to take our brother to his final resting place.
By 1, the church was packed, the overflow rooms were filling and there were tears flowing. As the service ended and the attendees began filing by, paying their last respects, I felt as if I'd been punched in the stomach. Watching 6 young men gather around their friend to tell him goodbye, broke my heart all over again. We watched as the sheriff's department, Texas Highway Patrol, City Police, visiting law enforcement officers, State Game Wardens, EMS, and a Texas Ranger file by. WOW, there were no words. It took over 45 minutes to clear the church - Does that tell you how many lives Little David touched?
Tiffany picked the most beautiful resting spot for David. From his final "home", David has a beautiful view of his wonderful house on the hill in the country. As Dave said, "the way the crow flies, he's probably a mile away."
Yesterday, God cleared the skies, no rain, no clouds - a wonderful sunny day to bid farewell to our friend.
We were gathered at the hall for dinner, and I was sitting there, watching all of the kids run and play and thinking about how those kids will keep everyone going. I watched Trenton and Landen wrestle on the floor and simply asked a friend if he saw Sam and David over there playing? Stealing a line from my favorite movie, Steel Magnolias, "Life goes on..." and it does.
David's life, while short, will live on in his children and the lives of the children he touched. It will also live on in each and every friend he left on this earth to finish the jobs he started. Those men have big shoes to fill. But I also know this - These same friends who are grieving the loss of their "brother" will help Tiffany and those boys through this difficult time. That's what they do.
Now, I've been listening to a song the entire time I've written this today - Trace Adkins - The Rest of Mine... It simple starts "There's no guaranty that we'll see tomorrow, Heaven only knows, how long we have. So there's no way I'll ever for one second let you wonder, just how long my love for you will last - til my last breath, til I'm called on high, til the angels come and I see the light, to the very end, til I give in, to the last beat of my heart - though I can't swear that I'll be here for the rest of your life, but I swear I'll love you for the rest of mine."
Rest in Peace our Friend, for we know there will be happy times again in Cameron. My prayer today is that God watch over all of David's family and friends and give them comfort in this time of tragedy. Always remember, Life goes on....
Shelly
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Small Town Heart Break
Some people say that growing up in a small town is no fun because everyone knows your business. They've never lived in the town.
Growing up in a small town is something that cannot be explained. You leave that town with more "brothers" and "sisters" than you know what to do with.
Dave and I went to Cameron this weekend to celebrate the birthdays of 2 close friends. This morning when the phone at mom's rang at 5 a.m., there was no way good news was on the other end.
My brother was calling, one of his life long friends had just been killed in a car wreck.
See, Sam had left his cell phone at Circle S and instead of unlocking it the doors and putting the phone inside, I brought it to Mom's. Mom heard the cell phone go off at 5 and right after is when the home phone rang. Sam and Tommy stopped by to get the phone and they were off to see what really happened.
At that moment, everyone though it was a big mistake. See, in my small town, everyone lived around the same block. So, mom and I get dressed and walk to the Harris', well Barbara and Christy are already gone, so we immediately get in the car to go out to David and Tiffany's to see what has happened.
While we're all thinking it's a bad dream and at any moment, we're going to wake up, we get to Tiffany's and find that it's true. David had been killed. It's still so surreal and at this moment in time, I am still totally numb.
Mom isn't taking it well. She's known "Little" David since he was 7 and the boys started playing baseball together. My Brother and Tommy are trying to hold it together, barely... My heart is broken because there is nothing I can do.
The boys are all thinking the same thing... "Why? How? How do you tell these 3 little boys that their daddy isn't coming home?" As fathers themselves, they have the chore of going home and telling their children that Lance, Luke and Landon's dad won't be around anymore. They boys are close, but their children are little, tiny versions of Sam, Tommy, Trey, and David. It's like watching my childhood all over again.
As we all gathered this morning, we witnessed a beautiful sunrise over the top of the hill. It was breath-taking. I don't know that I have ever seen a more solemn and beautiful moment in time.
As Christy said, we know God has a plan for each of us, but he was only 36. He has 3 little boys, tell me how this plan is supposed to be okay?
I love my husband, I've told you all that before. It's been a tough year for my family and friends, heart surgery, a death from the war, Dad's heart attack, Helen's death, and now this. Every single time, my husband stood beside me and held me, gave me a shoulder to cry on, and told me whatever I wanted to do is what we would do.
He told me on the way home today that he told Tommy, he's never seen anything like it. How this circle of friends, aren't friends at all, but they are a family. Even Tiffany's mom said she has never seen anything like the scene this morning. Calls started going out at 5 and by 6 people were standing out in the cold, on the hill with Tiffany. We didn't go in the house because the boys had slept in the living room and we didn't want to wake them.
What hurts even more is knowing that this isn't the first time these same boys have dealt with this type of tragedy. In 2001, their close friend and classmate Chad was killed in an auto accident in Arkansas. Life is so unfair. There are no guaranties.
You never know what God's plan is. How could we have ever known after seeing David last night, that we'd never see him again?
Life can be way too short, cherish each and every moment you have with your friends and loved ones. Never take anything for granted. Again, I sign off telling each and every one of you how much you mean to me. I love you all dearly.
Shelly
Growing up in a small town is something that cannot be explained. You leave that town with more "brothers" and "sisters" than you know what to do with.
Dave and I went to Cameron this weekend to celebrate the birthdays of 2 close friends. This morning when the phone at mom's rang at 5 a.m., there was no way good news was on the other end.
My brother was calling, one of his life long friends had just been killed in a car wreck.
See, Sam had left his cell phone at Circle S and instead of unlocking it the doors and putting the phone inside, I brought it to Mom's. Mom heard the cell phone go off at 5 and right after is when the home phone rang. Sam and Tommy stopped by to get the phone and they were off to see what really happened.
At that moment, everyone though it was a big mistake. See, in my small town, everyone lived around the same block. So, mom and I get dressed and walk to the Harris', well Barbara and Christy are already gone, so we immediately get in the car to go out to David and Tiffany's to see what has happened.
While we're all thinking it's a bad dream and at any moment, we're going to wake up, we get to Tiffany's and find that it's true. David had been killed. It's still so surreal and at this moment in time, I am still totally numb.
Mom isn't taking it well. She's known "Little" David since he was 7 and the boys started playing baseball together. My Brother and Tommy are trying to hold it together, barely... My heart is broken because there is nothing I can do.
The boys are all thinking the same thing... "Why? How? How do you tell these 3 little boys that their daddy isn't coming home?" As fathers themselves, they have the chore of going home and telling their children that Lance, Luke and Landon's dad won't be around anymore. They boys are close, but their children are little, tiny versions of Sam, Tommy, Trey, and David. It's like watching my childhood all over again.
As we all gathered this morning, we witnessed a beautiful sunrise over the top of the hill. It was breath-taking. I don't know that I have ever seen a more solemn and beautiful moment in time.
As Christy said, we know God has a plan for each of us, but he was only 36. He has 3 little boys, tell me how this plan is supposed to be okay?
I love my husband, I've told you all that before. It's been a tough year for my family and friends, heart surgery, a death from the war, Dad's heart attack, Helen's death, and now this. Every single time, my husband stood beside me and held me, gave me a shoulder to cry on, and told me whatever I wanted to do is what we would do.
He told me on the way home today that he told Tommy, he's never seen anything like it. How this circle of friends, aren't friends at all, but they are a family. Even Tiffany's mom said she has never seen anything like the scene this morning. Calls started going out at 5 and by 6 people were standing out in the cold, on the hill with Tiffany. We didn't go in the house because the boys had slept in the living room and we didn't want to wake them.
What hurts even more is knowing that this isn't the first time these same boys have dealt with this type of tragedy. In 2001, their close friend and classmate Chad was killed in an auto accident in Arkansas. Life is so unfair. There are no guaranties.
You never know what God's plan is. How could we have ever known after seeing David last night, that we'd never see him again?
Life can be way too short, cherish each and every moment you have with your friends and loved ones. Never take anything for granted. Again, I sign off telling each and every one of you how much you mean to me. I love you all dearly.
Shelly
Sunday, February 14, 2010
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!!!!!
Yep, he's 60 today! I don't know where to start. I just called him to wish him a happy day, and I hung up the phone and cried. I still do that every once in a while.
It's been 1 week shy of 5 months since the heart attack, and he seems to be doing better than ever. He's working right now, so it keeps him busy.
We had an awesome New Year's. After the long day on New Year's Eve, we were finally able to set sail for our Family Vacation. Dave, Sam, Trenton and Misty went down about 10-10:30. That left Dad, Mom, Presley and me to ring in the New Year. I would not have traded that moment for anything in the world.
As most of you know, NYE has always been my favorite day of the year. It is the one day of the year that, as the clock strikes midnight, you can take everything that has happened in the last 365 days and step into a new year, vowing to make the next 365 that much better.
As the clock struck midnight, I was sitting on the Lido deck with Dad, Mom and Presley, the music started playing and I started crying. I thought about how extremely lucky I was that we were sharing that moment in time. I was thinking about how I wanted to erase the last year and just start this new year, new decade and make it the best one ever.
I got beautiful flowers for Valentine's from my beautiful Hubby! Today, not only do I celebrate my love for him, I think about how lucky I am that he married me. Through all that happened last year, he was always right by my side, holding my hand, lending a shoulder and reminding me how much I was loved. God Bless Him and God Bless each of you.
Happy Valentine's Day......
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