“I think everybody’s weird. We should all celebrate our individuality and not be embarrassed or ashamed of it” – Johnny Depp
This post is for what is becoming my favorite prompt, Ese’s Weekly Shoot & Quote Challenge
Ah it’s 2014 and I have already been slacking on my blogs. I have a few excuses to throw out there but I won’t. Well, maybe just one……………. Monday on January 13, 2014, my youngest daughter turned 8 years old. I cannot believe she is 8. Getting tall, and so very smart. Her sister will be 12 this July and ah…………….. I hope this year doesn’t fly by like 2013 and leave me feeling as if I missed something during each day. But when I do reflect on 2013, I can think of several joyful times that I’m glad I was a part of. So, I stumble across Creative Every Day blog and loved it!!! It seemed to be what I needed to become more inspired and not letting each moment pass with me thinking horrible things. I seen we could share our word for the year, so I’ll go ahead an say, Trifecta had ask for a 3 word resolution, and here is my main word from the 3. It is my word for 2014…………………….
Written for Mama Kat’s Writing Workshop:
1.) Your morning drive. (inspired by OKRoserock)
2.) 9 pictures. 9 words. (inspired by Bits of Bee)
3.) A time somebody got stuck. (inspired by Toulouse Confessions)
4.) The first time you ever heard your parent cuss. (inspired by Crossroads of the Heart)
5.) A quote you saw on Pinterest that inspired you.
I chose number 2. 9 words. 9. Pictures inspired by Bits of Bee
This summer hasn’t been as eventful as last year. It seems as though last year, everything was happening back to back with my oldest going to 4-H camp for the first time, then a family reunion, a month of them being in N.C. with their father, a vacation in Pigeon Forge. With everything going on though, the days seemed to spread out. This summer has went by a bit faster for me with not much of anything eventful happening that was huge. Still I can think of 6 favorites so far.
1. My oldest daughter’s graduation from 5th grade kicked off the beginning of this summer. That moment was a favorite of mine, because of being proud of her, her father and I actually took a photo with our two children without any scratches or marks, and she looked gorgeous.
2. My god-daughter and her 1 1/2 year old son spent a week and 1/2 with me. It was fun having a baby that small around, while also knowing, that precious boy would be going home with his mommy.
3. Seeing an old friend I hadn’t seen for awhile and actually just hanging at the mall. Even having photos taken in the photo booth so he could take half and I take the other half.
4. My girls had once again went their father directly after school ended to participate in his wedding in N.C. Their return safely, 6 hours back to me, in Virginia was definitely a highlight. A month is too long.
5. Taking my two girls to the Monster Truck show for the 4th of July and watching the gorgeous fireworks afterwards with them. I actually took a lot of great shots from that event also. I am addicted to photos.
6. My oldest celebrated her 11th birthday at my cousins house. To just relax, cookout, enjoy cake, and getting her things she wanted was great. I also, as every birthday, bought my 7 year old some cool stuff. I can’t have a birthday for one and not at least get the other some type of gift.
There is my 6 so far. We are going to the fair tomorrow night and that is always a fun thing for me. To eat funnel cakes and then feel a tad nauseated from the rides and all the sounds. What’s not to love. Vacation is next month. I enjoy everyday in the summer honestly, though it has rained in my area an abnormal amount this year. Link up to Mama Kat and pick a prompt.
1.) Book review! What are you reading this summer?
2.) That one time you went camping.
3.) Capture a conversation you had with someone that made you laugh.
4.) List your top 6 favorite summer moments so far.
5.) Write a post inspired by the word: Coffee
This is the part where I give a kick-ass opening line, or maybe that was above. Either way, there is no opening line. Today is July 10th and it is exactly 4:13 am in my neck of the woods. My oldest daughter turned 11 years old yesterday. Her birthday party is being held Saturday, on a day much cooler for a ‘going into middle school’ kid. We actually spent Monday night at her grandfather’s home.
This would be her father’s father. Anyone who normally reads anything I write, knows that my immediate family have all passed away. Anyway, their grandfather, Randy, lives in an Amish Community. No, he isn’t Amish nor part of the community. He found a nice, peaceful house there for sale about 4 years ago and bought it. It is away from everything and that is the best part. No internet access, my cell phone would get 1 bar of signal if I sat in the main road, and it’s pretty far back from nothing.
We had fun though. He bought my oldest daughter a bad mitten/volley ball set for her birthday. After setting it up in his front yard, we played half the night. ‘We’ being Randy, my birthday girl, my 7 year old, and myself. Later, after filling up on ice cream, we went to bed. My 7 year old is a rebel already and stayed up until 2 am with her grandfather, listening to him play the guitar. My then 10 year old and I went to our bedroom we have over there and climbed in under the nice, cool comforter. This is rare my oldest daughter wants to snuggle with her mother, so I enjoyed every moment of it.
I awoke before her yesterday morning. I was sitting in front of her, digging through my purse for my nasty habit of cigarettes, when it dawned on me, my baby was 11. Now, technically she was born July 9th at 6:03 p.m. but that’s getting a bit silly. The fact remained, here was her angelic, tan face lying there in asleep and so innocent and she will be attending middle school this fall. Her grades are exceptionally well, she is so funny, and both my daughters are beautiful. I teared up though. It seems like it was just yesterday that I learned I was pregnant with her, went to the hospital to have her, brought her home and broke all the sleeping rules. I’m OCD to begin with, so the thought of crib death terrified me. I allowed her to sleep on my chest so I could feel her breathing for months longer than I should have. (Though I was told not to do that anyway).
Here is my ‘so what’; Time flies by so quickly. Life is rushed, then my baby walks, talks, starts pre-school, has a baby sister, does cheer leading, 4-H camp, and the list could go on. Now my 7 year old is wanting to cheer, though it feels like yesterday, my 11 year old was shaking pom poms. My ‘so what’ is cherish every second with your children. They grow up so fast and now matter how much time you spend with them or for them, it never seems like enough time. When she woke up later and I told her ‘Happy Birthday’ and let her sister slap her butt 11 times, and 1 to grow on, it crossed my mind in a bittersweet way, I wish life would always stay this simple for my girls.