We found out today that a dear friend's young son collapsed and died this morning. He was married and has a precous little one under the age of 1. Our hearts ache for them and our prayers surround them. Life changes in a split second......
Meggan would be 34 years old , but we will always remember her as 14. She would have enjoyed our activities today....
Jimmy, Molly and Erin came over to decorate their gingerbread houses. When they were little it took at least an hour and a half to decorate their houses. But now that they are 11, 10, and 7 1/2 it goes much faster. Actually, I know it took me longer to set it all up. +) Ah, but we had fun...and each house had its own personality. For instance, Jimmy likes to bite the tops of the marshmallow trees and the heads of the marshmallow reindeer, then stick them onto his house! Molly is very artistic and has a lotta pizazz....like one side of her roof is covered with red frosting and the other is white frosting. Erin's is.....well, it's a true picture of Erin.....animated, silly, fun.
So, it was an upbeat day, Meggan..........and you were with us. We love u, litt
I opened the mail this afternoon and found a book, The Christmas Cookie Club, which our daughter, Jenny, had sent me. The book is really about a "sisterhood" with girlfriends. AND not only did she send it to me, but also to the other nine of my "CLUB" sisters. My CLUB sisters and I have been together for 50 years in some cases....all products of Catholic education, most of us attended the same high school, The Immaculata. Needless to say our children have grown up knowing these women and their families .... and for Jenny they are each so very special. But as I ponder this, I cannot help but reflect on how very blessed Jim and I are to have Jenny for our daughter. If I had been given a choice in choosing a daughter, I would have chosen Jenny. She has a tremendous amount of compassion, a gentle heart, a spirit of giving to others without expecting anything in return, a selflessness, always putting her family first (no matter the cost or toll on her physically, emotionally....). I don't know what I ever did to receive this gift of joy , but I thank God for the gift she is for all of us.
Tomorrow will be an especially difficult day for Jenny and Jim and I and our sons, for it would be Meggan's 34th birthday. If I could, I would bring her sister back to her....they were so close. But for today, I want to send her baskets of wild flowers.....and butterflies....and a gentle journey.
I was well into my adult years when I realized the Immaculate Conception referred to Mary being born without original sin....not Mary's conception of Jesus. In all of my years of Catholic education, I don't recall learning this (must be all those brain cells jumping ship!!).
Although scripture doesn't give us detailed accounts of Mary's childhood, I'm sure others could see how special she was...gentle spirited, loving heart, selfless, obedient. I wonder what it was like for her...unmarried and pregnant, yet never having been with a man. Still, she trusted and believed in God's plan for her. Often I am troubled with doubt....not unlike doubting Thomas. And I've been known to ask "WHY" a lot. Our journey through life is full of questions with no answers, nudging us to move ahead with blind faith, knowing we are never alone.
How are you doing on your journey? Take some time to bring to mind the path you are walking.
Blessings and Peace
The first snow of the winter is so pretty....like the shake up snow globes, the flakes are gently falling. I haven't run outside to catch any yet, but I will...must be the child in me. Neighbor children were making snow angels. What better thing to do when you are 3 and 4 than to drop in the snow, look up at the clear blue sky, and "make like an angel." Last year a friend and I were out walking early one snowy morning, and we got the brilliant idea to make snow angels at my son's house. Gleefully we walked there, then tried not to giggle too loud when we were performing the task.....wanted the kids to awaken to see the angels and try to guess how they got there. The problem was in getting UP from falling down in the snow. As we choked with giggles, I happened to see my son standing in his window, kids around him, puzzled faces but then breaking out into laughter.....can you imagine what they told their teachers and friends that day???? Gramma and her girlfriend were falling into our snow mounds and laughing verrrrrrrrrrry hard when trying to get OUT of the snow. Crazy as it seems, they will always have joyful memories of their Gramma..and her silly girlfriends. =)
Do something child like, catch a snowflake, ENJOY...be like a child.
Rusty married her high school sweetheart, Jim. They have four children and seven adorable