Showing posts with label my daughter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my daughter. Show all posts

Thursday, December 24, 2015

Christmas Eve ... A Decade Ago


 






Our daughter ...
Christmas Eve 2005 ...
10 years ago



 



They chose Christmas Eve because Michael would be home ...
then back to training on New Year's Day 2006 ...
and then deployment a week later ...




 

A lot of "life" in this past decade ...
 
2 wars
2 years unaccompanied stateside
many months of training
an explosion
 
and these 2 grandest gifts of all ...
 
 



Happy 10th Anniversary, Jacqueline & Michael ~~~
We love you both ...
 
WE LOVE YOU ALL!!!

 
 




Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Bittersweet August

August is a bittersweet month for my family.  Several birthdays to celebrate --
my dad, my uncle, cousins, mine ...
 and my Aunt Hilda's birthday ...
 
A few years ago I wrote a series of posts about my silent milestone "48"... here's the links:
 
 
The morning of August 15, 1980 ... my Aunt Jacqueline "Hilda" had taken her youngest daughter to shop for clothes to start high school.  Coming back home on the wet 2 lane country road -- the semi truck had been swerving and going across the solid yellow line.  In the straight stretch about 12 miles or so from home ... the semi driver was across the yellow line again --- this time he smashed into the car going in the opposite direction ...
my Aunt & cousin.
He was driving drunk.
 
Sometimes I can remember that day like it was yesterday. One of my cousins came to pick me up early and seeing her drive up to the band building, I told my band director that something was wrong and that I had to leave.  (I returned 2 weeks later.)
 
{I won't go into detail right now but sometime in the future I do want to write it all down for my future generations to know what an awesome Aunt we lost that day.}
 
The days that followed were vivid but yet a blur as well.  I was 15 years old at the time.
One of my uncles birthday is August 16 ...
 
The evening of August 17, 1980 was the visitation at our small home church. About two miles from our homeplace. I have never seen so many people from our little community in one place than that night!
 
The date on pic is prior to but this was the size in 1980.
 
Everyone was devastated ...
especially my Granny {Lucy}
 
The rainy day of August 18, 1980 ... we said our final good-byes to my
Aunt Jacqueline "Hilda" on her 48th birthday.
 
August 20 is my Daddy's birthday ( he will be 77 this year -- and still working)
 
August 24 is my birthday. 
I turned 16 just nine days after "the wreck" ... this year I'll turn 51.
 
Not a day has gone by that I haven't thought of my Aunt Hilda ...
and I know that one day I will see her again.
 
 Heaven certainly gained a special angel 35 years ago ...
and her legacy lives on through her namesake --
our daughter Jacqueline.
 
 

Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Our Family of Women-Folk

We've been having a very hectic schedule for the past few weeks.  Our son-in-law is in the middle of appointments with the VA which will eventually lead to his military medical retirement (well, after possible months of review-time) ... I've been back & forth between our two houses to hang out with our grands during some of the appointments ... and we have an upcoming weekend of appointments, dance recital rehearsal & Mother's Day. All I can say is ...
except for God.

 
 
Even in the midst of the chaos & the hectic ... I get clear visions on the "how" it all gets done.  I know that God simply carries us through each moment.  Dan and I stand in complete awe of how our daughter carries the load everyday ... every single day.  'Joe's appointments -- Lucy's homeschooling -- Tag's preschool development -- caregiver meetings -- advocating for fair treatment
of wounded warriors & their families -- never-ending list.
 But ...
except for God.
 


 
You see, God knew the exact family and the exact lineage of women-folk that our daughter would need to come from.  And here's what I know of our family of women-folk ...

We are women who depend daily on our Lord & Savior to carry us in each moment and to direct every step that we take.
We are women who do not shy away from sacrifices or hard work.
We are women who know that for every crisis we go through, we are blessed ten-fold beyond by God and His faithfulness.
We are women who acknowledge that everything we are is because of God Almighty.
We are women who put God first in our lives.
We are women who are courageous to follow His path every day and to still be ready to meet our family needs.
We are women of strength because we know that our strength comes from God.
We are women who know our purpose here on Earth is much more than getting through each day.
We are women of faith in God.
We are women who walk through the fire and know that He is walking along side of us with each and every step ...
and when the fire gets too hot for us to move forward --- we know that He carries us through it.

 
As I approach this Mother's Day weekend, I'm reminded that in the middle of family ... schedules ... work ... hectic ... unknown ... waiting ...
 
God simply
is


 
And our future women-folk ...

 
 
will follow in our very footsteps
and they will learn from us who have gone before them
and we pray they will depend on God Almighty for their own strength & direction
 
...
 
just as the generations of women-folk who came before them.

 



 

Friday, August 1, 2014

What I Don't Do Often Enough

I think anybody who has read my blog knows how much this Granny loves to brag and show-off her grandchildren!  Lucy & Tag are just simply awesome ... and as with most grandparents, I tend to go on & on about them.  And that's a good thing --- 
these generations of grandkids have earned their "grand" in our eyes!

Yet ... 
before Lucy & Tag ... 
before "grands" ... 
before our 2nd anniversary ... 

there's our daughter 
Jacqueline 

Her "Boot Shoot" while 'Joe was in Iraq

I don't often say anything about her, 
but this Mommy is going to brag on her daughter ... 

she became a "war-bride" at the age of 19 
(when she married her best friend on Christmas Eve 2005) ... 
she spent the first year of their marriage without him 
(he deployed to Iraq within a couple of weeks of their wedding) ... 

8 1/2 years from their wedding day

 she gave birth to Lucy while 'Joe was on the road from his duty station about 9 hours away from home 
(he pretty much was gone throughout the pregnancy too) ...
she gave birth to Tag when 'Joe was deployed to Afghanistan 
(just 11 short days before he was wounded in action) ...

Long distance call from Afghanistan just hours after Tag was born
 she lived 5 months at Walter Reed National Military Medical Center with a wounded husband, newborn son & 
3 1/2 year old Lucy 
(Lucy stayed with us part-time as well) ...
she founded the non-profit organization The General's Kids as a means to give back to our nation's little warriors as they live at military hospitals with their heroes 
(her own children are the inspiration of TGK) ...

TGK at AUSA in Washington, DC

she advocated for the 2 years following 'Joe's release from WR for his medical treatments that she knew was necessary in his recovery & rehabilitation 
(many times to have doors shut closed on her but she never gave up) ... 
she keeps track of 'Joe's medical appointments, medicine schedules and therapies 
(so she is basically his non-medical assistant) ...

Walter Reed family reunion just a week after 'Joe was WIA.

 she will begin homeschooling Lucy in just a few days for Kindergarten 
(she coordinates Lucy's log-ins, instructional videos & assignments through the online program) ...
she is Tag's best friend and comforter 
(he is very attached to his Mommy) ...

Tag is his Mommy's protector.

 she finds time to call her Grandma & Grandpa no matter how busy her day 
(she shares a special relationship with my parents since she was born) ...
she taught herself to crochet within a few days time
(as much as I wanted to teach her when she was younger, she had actually taught herself to knit during that time) ...

Just a few of her projects as she was "learning" to crochet.
  she quilts 
(has projects lined up for Lucy & Tag's "keepsake" clothing) ...
she paints, she writes 
(unpublished books are waiting in the wings) ...

Both our girls benefit from art therapy.
she cooks, she creates, she sews
she's a photographer, she's a designer


she is the glue that holds her family together

Making a snow day as normal as possible for Lucy just after she received word of the explosion.



But ...
it's not because of all she does that makes me proud of her ...
it's because of who she is ...

she is a God-chaser ...
she lives her life in the center of His will ... 
she allows Him to be her guide throughout anything life brings ...

She is mine & Dan's one and only child ... 
We are so proud of her and thankful that God chose us to be her parents.

We've walked alongside our daughter & her family through many circumstances.  Although we may not know exactly what she goes through in their journey, please say special prayers for her & her family -- as well as all of our military families & our wounded warrior families.  Each member brings a unique sacrifice as they serve our country as a family.  Spouses waiting on phone calls yet dreading "that" call -- but holding their breath to make it to the end of the day without "that" visit to inform them ... 
Children not completely understanding "why" their parent (or both) are away from home -- but these kids teach us about true patriotism to our country.


Little did this young bride know the journey that was ahead.


Our daughter is our hero ...
when God gave her to us --
our family was complete.

So, this Mommy may not brag about her daughter as often as I should but ... 

my daughter is an awesome young lady!

Easter 2014 -- our daughter & her family.