I didn’t post much over the holidays due to sad circumstances, but I had mentioned we were going to Bill’s daughters house for Christmas Eve to open presents and our annual dinner. We had bought the easel for Nate and put it together, but didn’t take it in til later because it was too big to wrap. Bill had cut the cardboard picture on the box for me and I wrapped it along with his paints and chalk and markers.
I instructed Nate to open all of the supplies that were wrapped and saved the cardboard present for last. I managed to get at least one photo of the confusion on the little guys face when he was asking what he was suppose to do with that before we went and got the real easel which made him very happy as you can see from the photos below. Yes, I know mean Nana, but we all had a good time that night.
Shadow/My Eskie/3 Months/8-5-99 – 12-26-09
Eric/My Son/2 Months/5-19-70 – 12-29-08
My last post was on the 23rd of 2009 and today is Jan 5th, 2010 I have not been myself and I knew December was going to be rough for me because Shadow fell and hurt himself on the 24th of December 08 and my Son passed on the 29th 08.
My Shadow couldn’t walk for 9 months and then all of a sudden he decided it was time to get up and move and we thought everything was going to be okay. We had to have a tumor removed from his lip on Nov. 19th and he seemed to be doing great.
Dec. 24th he seemed depressed and refused to eat and then he started regurgitating, he passed away and left us very heartbroken on the 26th. In my mind he was totally human and intertwined in my heart with Eric, it was as if they were one in my mind.
Sadie got sick on Jan. 1st and we rushed her to the emergency animal hospital, but she is doing fine now, that is our other furry daughter and we didn’t want to lose her too. So all and all the last 2 Christmases have been the worse of my life, I’m skipping Dec from now on.
I don’t know when I’ll get back to posting or dropping on a regular bases, so take care friends and I hope your holidays were good ones.
I watched a little of the celebration of Oral Roberts life the other night and was reminded of the night my Daddy took us to one of Roberts tent meetings for a healing. I was 7 years old and we stood in line for hours before it was his turn. My Mama had died only a few months before and I guess he thought Oral Roberts could heal him so he could take care of us.
When Mama was alive she would drag me to all kinds of religious groups, not sure what she was looking for, I even went with her to a snake pit where they worshiped with snakes, that was scary. Also those holy roller churches and all those people would be talking weird and jumping around like chickens without heads, not sure which was scarier them or the snakes.
I am not a religious person, but I believe in God and miracles however my Daddy didn’t receive one that night and they said it was because he didn’t have enough faith or he put more faith in the man instead of God. That was back when Roberts still laid hands on people. I have never met anyone that has ever claimed a healing from any Evangelist, but my sister-in-law totally believed because she sent 200 dollars to Jim Baker and the PTL Club that she got pregnant.
At any rate my Father died 6 months after my Mother and a few months after the tent meeting so he did get his release from pain just not in the way he had hoped.
We got our big snow yesterday and what a mess it is. I refuse to go out in it not that I don’t trust Bill’s driving, but I don’t trust the people in PA they act like a bunch of idiots around my area. Any mention of snow and people head straight for the milk and bread like they’ll be snowed in for a year, it’s weird.
Since we needed a project to keep us occupied besides shoveling snow we put Nate’s easel together and wrapped a few presents. I’ll be so glad when the holidays are over and people go back to sane.
