Thursday, May 29, 2008

Welcome Summer

I think summer has arrived. It has been a hot, hot, week. Tomorrow is track and field day at school and it is going to be HOT. Just a few more days of school and we are out, and are counting down the days until our vacation. This will be Jolea's first trip to disney and I can't wait to see her excitement. Here a few of my favorite pictures from our last trip to Disney World in 2005.
Luke was making sure that Pooh was nowhere close to him. I think he'll like them a little better this year. Now Jolea is a different story.......

Monday, May 26, 2008

Happy Memorial Day






We had a great weekend! Despite all the work my husband made me do around the house and yard. The kids swam everyday. They were up early and in the pool. Here are a few pics from today of them having a water balloon fight.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Prayer Request

I want to ask all of you to be in prayer for the Chapman Family. When I got out of church last night I received a call letting me know that their daughter, 5 year old Maria Sue Chapman, had passed away last night in a tragic accident in the family driveway. The details were sketchy at that time, but the news has released the story today. I do not know them personally but I do know that they have a strong spiritual backbone, and they know that this is no suprise to God. Pray that they are given comfort and strength in the midst of the storm. Below is an email I received this afternoon.

In memory of Maria Sue Chapman (2003-2008)

Last night Maria Sue Chapman, adopted and youngest daughter of Steven Curtis & Mary Beth Chapman, was killed in a tragic accident in the family driveway. She was LifeFlighted to Vanderbilt Children'sHospital, but for only reasons God can explain, she went home to Him... not back to Franklin as we all so desperately wanted.

We are all humbled by the incredible outpouring of love and support at this difficult time. The friends of the Chapmans and Shaohannah's Hope have overwhelmed the website servers and jammed phone lines with gracious words and heartfelt prayers. The Chapman family is so grateful. Obviously, we cherish your prayers for all in the Chapman family,please continue to pray for:
- God's comfort and healing for the whole family, that He would benear to them and they would find refuge in the shadow of His wings
- The church to lift them up in prayer, word, and deed, helping themto bear the burden of this tragic loss
- God to work in glorious ways to quickly pour out His redemption,grace, and peace to all affected by this heartbreaking situation*

We welcome you passing this along to others to pray,

..* Any updates or information we get, we will post here >http://members.shaohannahshope.org/site/R?i=U4WlU6UkOf9q0DWoX8xrcA..
* If you'd like to meet Maria and express your condolences clickhere >http://members.shaohannahshope.org/site/R?i=9PK-8WdMSaR-cD1ERavT7A..
* In lieu of flowers, the Chapmans request any gifts be directed toShaohannah's Hope. Donate here at showhope.org/maria >http://members.shaohannahshope.org/site/R?i=59ke_OVg-OJxUjJrBD0rug..
Thank you again for your prayers and support,Shaohannah's Hope
"Prayer does not equip us for greater works-- prayer is thegreater work."- Oswald Chambers

Monday, May 19, 2008

Re-Adoption

We went to court on Friday and completed Jolea's readoption. She is officially Jolea Mai Crow now. I left my camera at home so I don't have any pictures of the ceremony to post. I did buy a disposable camera so I do have pictures though. It was group adoption day so there were quite a few families there completing adoptions. Some were domestic and some international. They called us up to the judge one by one and we had to raise our right hand and promise to take care of her and love her forever. Sweet and simple. We then got our picture made with the judge. All the kids were given stuffed animals, cookies, and punch. It was so nice.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

What's a little rain?





In this last picture, Jolea and Luke are in time out. Can you see the long faces?
This morning we woke up to a dark house. It is pouring down rain right now as I type. Our sattelite is out too, and it is very quiet without the TV on. Luke and I just finished a conversation about lightening and why you can't play outside when its lightening. He wanted himself and Jolea to go outside and run in the rain. I doubt seriously that Jolea would go for that idea. She has been holding her hands over her ears all morning because of the loud thunder. She is so funny.



We are still counting down the days until our trip to Disney World. Joey gave in and took me to the mall on Sunday for a little shopping for my Mothers Day present. We went to the disney store, which is going out of business, and bought a few things for our trip. We had a wonderful time. The day went pretty well for me, at times I knew satan was trying to sneak in steal the joy, but I didn't let him. I honored my children that day and myself. Colt was on my mind most of the day, and I had a little trouble getting through our church service that morning. I thought several times that I needed to get up and go to the bathroom because I wanted to scream, but I didn't. I just kept asking God to be with me, and help me keep my head up. I shed a few tears, I laughed, but I felt great. I felt Gods grace all day long.

Friday, May 9, 2008

Mother's Day






Mothers Day is one of those special days that I usually don't look forward to. It is one of those days that is a reminder to me that Colt is not here. I usually don't look forward to doing anything special, and I usually just want to curl up and hide somewhere.

When a child dies there is always an empty space at the dinner table, in the back seat of the car, on the picture wall. Colt follows me throughout the day. I'm not talking about ghosts, but rather, the idea of who he would have been. While I don't dwell on the loss day in and out, I do keep my son close. Colt is a part of me, a memory I cannot and do not want to shake. I take him with me, I wonder about him, and I cherish my little boy. On those days when time is free, I imagine him on the swing set, along with his very much alive little brother and sister. In a way, I do see him. He is in the face of Brea, Luke, and even Jolea,and it takes me back to when he was here. I remember the last mothers day he was here. He and Luke had on their little matching blue plaid suits. They were so cute. It was an amazing day. Colt had finished his treatments and he was doing so good. His hair was growing back, and he was so strong and so full of energy and excitement. Life just seemed to be back to normal. We thought that cancer was behind us. Little did I know it would be my last mothers day to be with him for a while. Although Mothers day is a constant reminder of the son that I miss, I've finally come to realize that it is a constant reminder of the amazing little blessings that I have. It is such an honor to be their mother. This year instead of curling up and hiding, or staying in and pouting all day, I'm going to honor my son.

We have to go on living. It hurts and is painful and sometimes we feel like we don't want to live, but we do. We honor our children by continuing to live. We honor our children by laughing again and by feeling the joy that life can and does give us. We honor our children by remembering them and thanking God that we had them for as long as we did. We honor them by speaking their names and recalling wonderful, funny, silly and joyful memories of them. We don't honor them by giving up life or by staying angry or bitter. We don't honor them when we don't honor ourselves. So, this Mother's Day, honor your child by honoring yourself. Do something that makes you feel good. Something that will make you smile and enjoy the day. We don't have to like it and we may shed some tears but let's celebrate the day because we are Mother's and we are worthy of celebration.

Mother's Day 2004 ( The boys in their plaid suits!)

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Fish Lips?...

Guess what Luke had for lunch today at school..........

He said he had mashed potatoes, corn, and fish lips. I know it was fish sticks, but he really thinks that he ate fish lips. I have no idea where he came to this conclusion.

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