May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer. Psalm 19:14 NIV

Monday, September 20, 2010

A Little Project

I enjoy friends and activities.  I like keeping busy and trying to be creative.  Recently I was asked to make a small quilted wall-hanging for a fund raising raffle for my P.E.O. group.  It needed to somehow tie in to Alice In Wonderland.  The first attempt was 2/3 of the way finished when I decided I didn't like it and it wasn't turning out right.  So I gave a whole day to making what you see in the picture.  Small - 15" X 15" but cute.  If no one puts in raffle tickets for it, I think I will. 

The Inspiration of Alice - Dream and Don't Be Late

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Remembering and Reflecting

Yesterday was September 15, 2010. Stephen would have been 34 years old. We, his family, lived a fairly normal day, remembering and reflecting on our very much loved Stephen. At 5:30 p.m., we gathered at Crown Memorial Beach to raise a toast, to talk and laugh, and to send flowers out to sea so they could reach the far corners of the earth that Stephen wanted to visit. Some memories of yesterday.

Friday, September 10, 2010

It Doesn't Seem Right

I get it and I don't get it. I know that life upon this earth is not forever. I know we will all die but I just wasn't expecting that I would ever experience my son dying before me at the age of 32. It just doesn't seem right.

Intellectually, I know I can and will go on. I know that God still wants me to experience joy in my life. But sometimes I get this strange feeling that I don't deserve to be joyful when I've experienced such a terrible loss. It's like I feel that sadness is some sort of penance I'm supposed to pay. But that is not what I really truly believe.

I know my faith and my God will see me through this particular time of sadness. I'll probably always deal with sadness at this particular time of year. Stephen would have been 34 this year. I miss him. I miss him terribly. I will strive to honor his memory and talk of him to friends and family. I won't forget him. I will talk to him as I go about this life and as the spirit moves me to communicate. I will listen and look for signs of his life around me.