and i KNEW i should be more humble about the goings on at casa h!
yesterday, last play of the practice,
pres JAMS the healing broken thumb
i get a panicked phone call from the coach's wife
and we raced to pick him up before the acute care clinic shut the doors for the night.
we got there at 7:07...they closed up shop at 7:00.
FORTUNATELY
one soldier took pity on the 5'8 teenager blinking back tears and sent the doctor out to the lobby
he took one look at pres and said
"you have to go to ------"
"our radiology is shut down for the night, and you need pain meds"
he had the same soldier sign us in so he could dispense medication, examined pres, calmed down ben (who was crying his eyes out at the sight of his big brother hurting) and got me successfully on my way to the next town
what a wonderful person-
truly
wonderful!
my ER deutsch got us inside, and upstairs, where i busted out some more and got a face-full of laughter.
niiiice.
it did lighten the mood though-must admit!
team leader showed up 2 hours later and shortly thereafter we were waiting on our big boy as his hand was casted for the second time this month.
the good news: his break IS healing!
the bad news: he's not playing for a bit, which means most likely, no trip to England this weekend.
the good news II: he got SERIOUS pain meds, so right now, he's sleeping through the hurt
the bad news II: he really can't write now, and making up one missed day will be rough.
my poor baby!!!!
which brings me back,
to
always erring on the side of humble.
my baaad-i get it....
*sigh*
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
no. 250 AT LAST!!
last night at 7:30pm the phone rang.
doodle bug had been getting the bulk of calls, so we made her answer it-
she was very business-like and took the phone to pres.
we thought it was a girl...
we thought wrong!
instead it was
the varsity football coach
the varsity football coach
WHO
after watching preston's amazing game
MOVED
HIM
UP!!!
after walking away from football at age 12
and
walking onto the jv team 2 weeks after practice started
and
breaking his thumb
and
missing the first game b/c of the broken thumb
our son-with his sweet tender heart
played like an
ANIMAL
and won his place on the varsity team!
we couldn't be more proud of him-
his grades are fantastic,
his athletic ability is maturing,
he is surviving the move of his best friend-
he is making the most of this life!
better still-on friday night, we get to go to ENGLAND to watch him play!!
love that boy!
umarmen und lieben
e
oooo before i forget-
aunt julie, you know your nephew!
marching to a different beat with those cleats, BUT, it does make him easier to find on the field...i can't lie!
xoxoxoxox
doodle bug had been getting the bulk of calls, so we made her answer it-
she was very business-like and took the phone to pres.
we thought it was a girl...
we thought wrong!
instead it was
the varsity football coach
the varsity football coach
WHO
after watching preston's amazing game
MOVED
HIM
UP!!!
after walking away from football at age 12
and
walking onto the jv team 2 weeks after practice started
and
breaking his thumb
and
missing the first game b/c of the broken thumb
our son-with his sweet tender heart
played like an
ANIMAL
and won his place on the varsity team!
we couldn't be more proud of him-
his grades are fantastic,
his athletic ability is maturing,
he is surviving the move of his best friend-
he is making the most of this life!
better still-on friday night, we get to go to ENGLAND to watch him play!!
love that boy!
umarmen und lieben
e
oooo before i forget-
aunt julie, you know your nephew!
marching to a different beat with those cleats, BUT, it does make him easier to find on the field...i can't lie!
xoxoxoxox
Sunday, September 20, 2009
no 249 photos at last!
the camera broke on the first day of school...back to square one with my ancient kodak, that has lost it's ubc cord.
yes, the phone did loose it's own cord, because i can't find it anywhere in this little house.
however
i managed to get my printer to let the memory card take 100 photos off for posterity...100 photos
we've been to the airport more times than friends and family should know
we've been to souffelnehim france for a pottery fest
we've been downtown with a flat little girl
we've been to an outstanding high school football game
we've been starting school (but those photos are on the broken camera now being fixed!)
and then there were the spring photos of softball and soccer and play that somehow got left behind in all the fracas of our summer.
let the photos show, we've been a busy busy little family, and casa h has been full!
umarmen und lieben
e
yes, the phone did loose it's own cord, because i can't find it anywhere in this little house.
however
i managed to get my printer to let the memory card take 100 photos off for posterity...100 photos
we've been to the airport more times than friends and family should know
we've been to souffelnehim france for a pottery fest
we've been downtown with a flat little girl
we've been to an outstanding high school football game
we've been starting school (but those photos are on the broken camera now being fixed!)
and then there were the spring photos of softball and soccer and play that somehow got left behind in all the fracas of our summer.
let the photos show, we've been a busy busy little family, and casa h has been full!
umarmen und lieben
e
Thursday, September 17, 2009
no 248. what a difference a life makes...
a year ago, part of my heart left me-
left me for places unknown
left me for places uncertain
left me.
it has been a year frought with questions
questions without answers.
it has been a year of work
work without joy.
many mornings, i would drive to school, heavy thoughts filling the corners of my mind-
worry.
so much worry.
few mornings, i would drive to school, heavy rain filling the corners of the sky-
parting, ever so slightly,
pausing to let the sun shine through
in a heavy moment, a rainbow would appear...
my mother in law once said that rainbows were G-d's promise to mankind.
i have never forgotten that-even remember where we were when she said it-
G-d's promise...
the afternoon i got the call, it rained.
the afternoon i got the call, a rainbow appeared.
now, in my humble mind, i imagine that part of my heart-Dulce Maria somewhere beautiful, painting rainbows with G-d.
it makes me smile and give thanks for every one that i see.
so tonight, on the eve, it was Open House at my school.
i was SO SO SO tired; it had been a very long day, and the hour to close up shop was just about to ring, when
one last family came in to say hello.
this family is a new family,
this child is a new child,
who
has begun filling the empty place in my heart.
he is naughty, mischievious, whimsical, silly, sweet, good, kind,
did i mention naughty?!
his parents are both active duty, and, to tell them Open House was over-
it wasn't going to happen.
i spoke with his momma,
i spoke with his baby,
i spoke to his little brother -who- tried to feed my wall with a tub full of counters.
he made a mess, a mess that will wait until tomorrow to be cleaned.
but
it was what he did as he left that stopped me in my tracks...
as this child left with his family, a chorus of goodbyes filled the hallway, and ringing loudest of all was the little brother
"BYE H!"
Dulce.
you were there tonight, weren't you?!
some people might reflect on time passing...what a difference a year makes.
others,
we see the difference a LIFE can make.
it was my blessing in life to know her, and, my priviledge to be her teacher...
umarmen und lieben DW
H
left me for places unknown
left me for places uncertain
left me.
it has been a year frought with questions
questions without answers.
it has been a year of work
work without joy.
many mornings, i would drive to school, heavy thoughts filling the corners of my mind-
worry.
so much worry.
few mornings, i would drive to school, heavy rain filling the corners of the sky-
parting, ever so slightly,
pausing to let the sun shine through
in a heavy moment, a rainbow would appear...
my mother in law once said that rainbows were G-d's promise to mankind.
i have never forgotten that-even remember where we were when she said it-
G-d's promise...
the afternoon i got the call, it rained.
the afternoon i got the call, a rainbow appeared.
now, in my humble mind, i imagine that part of my heart-Dulce Maria somewhere beautiful, painting rainbows with G-d.
it makes me smile and give thanks for every one that i see.
so tonight, on the eve, it was Open House at my school.
i was SO SO SO tired; it had been a very long day, and the hour to close up shop was just about to ring, when
one last family came in to say hello.
this family is a new family,
this child is a new child,
who
has begun filling the empty place in my heart.
he is naughty, mischievious, whimsical, silly, sweet, good, kind,
did i mention naughty?!
his parents are both active duty, and, to tell them Open House was over-
it wasn't going to happen.
i spoke with his momma,
i spoke with his baby,
i spoke to his little brother -who- tried to feed my wall with a tub full of counters.
he made a mess, a mess that will wait until tomorrow to be cleaned.
but
it was what he did as he left that stopped me in my tracks...
as this child left with his family, a chorus of goodbyes filled the hallway, and ringing loudest of all was the little brother
"BYE H!"
Dulce.
you were there tonight, weren't you?!
some people might reflect on time passing...what a difference a year makes.
others,
we see the difference a LIFE can make.
it was my blessing in life to know her, and, my priviledge to be her teacher...
umarmen und lieben DW
H
Friday, September 11, 2009
no. 247 remember
this year
marks eight years...
when i took oreo out for his walk today
the sounds on base were loud and s.t.r.o.n.g.
this year
soldiers filled the streets
running in unison
cadences booming
the voices of comraderie, support, like souls and minds-
remember.
marks eight years...
when i took oreo out for his walk today
the sounds on base were loud and s.t.r.o.n.g.
this year
soldiers filled the streets
running in unison
cadences booming
the voices of comraderie, support, like souls and minds-
remember.
Monday, September 07, 2009
no. 246 a just like that, the revolving door slowed to a standstill
team leader and i said years and years ago that
we wanted our house to be the place where the kids and their friends wanted to be-
we wanted our house to be the place where the kids and their friends felt safe-
we wanted our house to be the place where the kids and their friends ate meals, shared moments,
laughed out loud.
our house has been that place, and more.
we moved here and shortly thereafter we woke up one day to find pres and some boy hanging out in the kitchen making waffles.
that was the beginning...some boy indeed!
it goes without saying that as parents, we want nothing more than every day to be a happy day for each of our three littles...
we do everything we can, and probably do too much, to make that ideal a reality.
so, when pres started having this boy over to our house,
and
a sleepover stretched from one night to two
two nights to three
we realized that this kid, was becoming part of our extended family...
he came on trips with us
he ate many many meals with us
he and pres had many many MANY adventures together (most of which i'm sure i really don't want to know about!)
for 2 years our phone rang constantly
for 2 years our front door opened to big boys shoes, big boys laughter,
big boys...
this big boy became our "extra harrison"
and at his house, pres became their "extra molina"
it goes without saying that as parents, we want nothing more than every day to be a happy day for each of our three littles...
we do everything we can, and probably do too much, to make that ideal a reality.
yesterday i drove behind the car that took him and his family to the airport...
to the plane that took them back to the states...
i hugged him until we couldn't breathe
i hugged his mother
i hugged ben
i hugged dollie
i hugged preston...who hugged his best friend
goodbye for now.
we watched them walk away, to a new chapter-
another place where another door will open-
spinning round and round
just like that, the revolving door of ours, slowed to a standstill
it goes without saying that as parents, we want nothing more than every day to be a happy day for each of our three littles...
we do everything we can, and probably do too much, to make that ideal a reality.
yesterday was a hard hard day for casa h and the littles
and today
we will do everything we can to make this day
this day
a happy one.
umarmen und lieben
essie
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