Wednesday, April 30, 2014

A Life Lesson and Farewell

Today, the kids were busy making plans... even before I left work I got a phone call asking about the possibilities.  I came home and took a quick bathroom break only to find an empty roll  where the toilet paper should go and a partially used used roll sitting on top of the spares.  I was instantly annoyed. Right then and there I made a decision... I finished my business, washed my hands and the kids were both anxiously waiting for me outside the door.  I announced, "I am going upstairs to your bathroom.  IF I find an empty roll on the holder and a partially used roll on the counter - all plans will be cancelled this evening."  Jake immediately tried to zip around me to make the correction.  I stopped him.  I walked upstairs and found an empty roll in the holder - an empty roll on the counter, next to an almost empty roll.  !?  Bummer.  Yep, I was disappointed but not nearly as disappointed as my two teenagers.  I encouraged them to go outside, take Suzy for a walk, or listed several other options.  Where do you think they are?  Sulking in their rooms?  Well, it may have started off as sulking but they are both asleep, and have been for about 45 minutes now.  I guess they were tired and maybe this will give them both the opportunity to catch up.

This picture is from last summer.
Annie's bed was full - Jack and Winnie.

Today, Sarah and Matt said goodbye to their beloved yellow dog.  Winnie was 19 years old. They got her a year or two before we got Suzy Q.  It seems like forever ago.  They spent the last several days spoiling her.  So many fond memories, I can't help but smile.  What a special blessing it is to have a dog as part of the family.  Like Suzy, Winnie went everywhere with them.  She is intertwined in each of us.  My heart aches at their loss.  I have shed tears but I know her time had come.  She is now at peace.  She is doing victory laps around in the big dog park in the sky.   :-)

xo

Friday, April 25, 2014

Relish the moment

A friend recently told me she went on a trip to Hawaii and forgot her camera.  She said it was the best trip she'd ever taken.  She soaked in every moment.  Through her own eyes... not the lense of her camera.  

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I know, not the best picture, but it was candid.
She would have been mortified if I asked them to pose.
His name is Astolfo... he's just a friend.
It was his first concert.

He's moving this summer.

Last night I took Annie and Astolfo to a concert in Lawrence.  They wanted to get there at least an hour before the doors opened, so we left early.  They wanted pizza from the pizza place across from the theater - so they waited in line and I brought it to them.  As the time neared they gave me money and said, "we'll text you what shirts we want."  They wanted to be as close to the front as possible.  The theater is a big space with a stage - no seats.  Had I realized I was going to get to hold their stuff all evening I would have brought my purse.  ;-) No worries.

The opening bands played... it was loud!  I came prepared with earplugs. (I'm learning)  I found a spot with a couple other parents.  As the time neared for the main band to play the place became crowded with college students.  Jam packed was more like it!  The music got even louder - which I didn't think was possible.  I could feel the bass thumping in my bones.  I can honestly say I didn't recognize a single song.  It was very interesting people watching.  It was crazy how many people were watching the concert through their phone screens - taking pictures, taking video, texting friends (I think that was the only way to communicate with the person standing next to you).  But they weren't just texting, they were checking Facebook (maybe to see who else was at the concert), Instagram ('wow, check out this picture from 5 minutes ago.' - yep, I read someones lips who said that!) or checking their email.  Yes!  There were so many people not present.  I watched as faces went from sheer excitement to... well, they could have been standing just about anywhere else, head down, focused solely on their electronics.  (I am laughing at myself right now.  I sound like an old fuddy duddy.  :-) Perspective.  shrug. ?)  There have probably been times when I could call myself out on this.  I should be ashamed.  We, as a society, are so wrapped up in not wanting to miss out on something we are forgetting to be present.  We are teaching our kids it's ok to do several things at once, not realizing we are teaching them it's ok to miss out on something very important, and precious - this moment.  Right now. (Ok, I went from fuddy dud to standing on a soap box in one quick motion.)  I'm so glad I have a captive audience.  :-)  Perspective!  

Will I take Annie to more concerts?  Without a doubt, yes.  I love hearing their chatter before and after.  I love people watching.  I will remember to wear shoes that are more comfortable.  ;-)

xo

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Jake

I haven't talked much about Jake lately, here's the latest.

Jake has decided it's time to stick his toe into the world of employment again... well, he applied for a job, anyway.  I'm hoping and praying it's a better experience than Smoke & Fire (or Smoke & Mirrors was more like it, right?)  Anyway, the company is Fat Brain Toys, which will be opening at store near 135th and Nall soon.  It's a very cool toy store.  They close at 8 every night and are open on Sunday from 12-5.  My fingers are crossed.  He wasn't able to apply in person, rather they asked for a resume be emailed.  SO, Jake has a resume now that looks pretty darn good and he has references.  

Jake is at the age where he really wants to be treated like an adult, but he still wants to act like a kid.  Oh, you want an example?  Well, you're in luck because I have a picture...

Yep, I pushed this out of Sam's Club today.

It started out as him wanting to stand up and ride in front of me, "like when I was little" and it turned into this.  The guy that highlighted your receipt at the exit didn't act like it was anything out of the ordinary.  I thought, 'Oh dear, I've turned into one of THOSE people letting my kids do whatever they want.'  Oh well.  Jake will PROBABLY never do this again.  AND I got a picture.  Ha!  Crazy kid!  Oh well.  I shrugged it off with a laugh.  What else can I do, right?  It was pretty funny watching him get himself out.  It wasn't easy.

Jack had golf, so here were my walking partners tonight...
Kinda blurry.
They were walking SO fast!


Being a teenager is hard... there's no other way to put it.  I have said it before and I'll say it again. I need to remember he's still growing, just like my preschoolers.  He needs patience and guidance and lots of love.  He needs help finding the right words sometimes.  He needs validation.  And I need to be his soft place to fall.  Someday, I will miss days like today... but today, I'm simply thankful!

xo

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Heaven Is for Real

I read the book and when I heard it was being made into a movie I was very excited.  

I got to see it last Friday - Good Friday.

A friend and I met at the theater.  We got seated and settled in.  Immediately, I was smiling as I listened to the folks behind us.  Three "older" people visiting, a little louder than most. I'm guessing they were my parents age and I didn't mind a bit.  As the movie started one man inserted his commentary.  Again, I smiled.  It was sweet.  He didn't talk continuously but shared his thoughts time and again.  And he made me cry a bit harder when the tears started to fall and he blew his nose with a trumpeting blow.  I don't know why but it made the movie even more special.  The movie really was wonderful.  It was exactly what my soul needed.  It was full of assurance and hope.  

Never did I question it's validity.  Never did I think of it as fiction.  

This morning there was a segment on Good Morning America about the movie.  It was kind of a review but more-so asking the question, 'Do you believe in heaven or not?'  There were critics, calling it fiction.  There were religious experts sharing their skepticism to it's validity.  I have to say it hurt my heart a little.  If this movie does nothing more than give someone hope or comfort then I think it's a good thing.  Personally, I don't need proof of heaven's existence - because I choose to believe.  To me, it is REAL... just like 88% of the people that answered the poll on GMA.

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Yesterday, Annie went to Gardner to participate in the East Kansas League Art Competition.  I dropped her off at school at 6:25 a.m.  She said they arrived early and had plenty of time to unload their supplies and settle in.  There was one school that arrived late and threw the schedule off but it didn't seem to bother her much.  The team divided up and she started on the chalk drawing.  It wasn't her design but they all worked on it together. She asked me to mention she was only on the first crew, "I only did a bit of background on the top."  All and all, I think it was a good experience... even if Annie said, "they told us, learn and laugh, but it was more like learn and lose self esteem.  Everyone was SO good!"

BVW won best chalk drawing.

Today, there was a by invitation only assembly for Freshman.  Annie had received an invite but wasn't exactly sure what to expect.  She received two awards.  Principal's Honor Roll for last Fall and an Art Department Award.  Teachers in each department nominate the students they feel are the best and brightest.  Annie was thrilled to get an Art award!


We're so proud of our girl!

I sat down this afternoon and drew pictures with a group of three 5 year old girls.  I was using unusual colors.  Sometimes I like to see what their reaction is to stepping outside the box.  One little girl looked over and asked what I was drawing.  I answered.  She looked at the others, then back at me.  "You should be embarrassed."  Hmh!?  I put my markers away and went to play with the other kids.  I think I'll stick to playing and drawing with the 3 year olds.

I haven't been sharing my progress on Reat's Challenge but today I was supposed to count how many people I made smile.  I think there were many more people who made me smile today than vice versa.  Thankfully, smiling is contagious.  

Jack and I are going to take a walk.  The day was beautiful.  Happy Earth Day to you.  I hope you were able to get out and enjoy it.

xo

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Easter Weekend!!

Christ is RISEN!

This morning started off bright and early.  Annie and the other confirmands helped with the first service, so we arrived a little before 8:15 a.m.  I greeted the Pastor and he responded, "Christ has risen indeed, but the computer is dead."  It's times like this we realize how dependent we have become on technology.  Jake tried to figure it out, to no avail.  Then Jack tried, again, to no avail.  We helped make copies of the Call to Worship and a song that wasn't in the hymnal.  There were so many people there we ran out of bulletins - a wonderful problem to have on ANY Sunday!  I think the average attendance is 10 or 12.  Today, I'm guessing it was around 40!  It wasn't a problem until Communion - which is served every Sunday at this service.  They ran out of bread!  The last few people took their Holy Sacrament with danish instead of bread.  Everyone agreed it was a wonderful problem to have and there were no complaints.

Being gone for many hours makes meal prep a bit tricky but we had it all worked out... or so we thought.  Jack and I and another couple showed up to Sunday School early and were visiting.  Jack was saying how he put the ham in the oven and was a little nervous about it turning itself on at the right time and cooking while no one was home.  Our friend said she was cooking her ham in the crock pot.  Immediately, Jack's eyes got wide and he said he didn't remember putting the ham in the oven.  He was leading Sunday School, so I hit the road.  I called and asked if he wanted me to go ahead and turn it on a lower temperature. "Yes!"  That way we would know it was on and cooking and there would be no other surprises.  I arrived back at church to find the class smiling and giving Jack a hard time.  No worries, crisis averted.  

I left class right before the closing prayer.  I thought I had seen my folks walking down the hall and wanted to greet them, it was not them.  I glanced around the narthex - nope, not here, either.  I found Jake at the West door greeting people as they entered.  I walked outside just as my parents pulled in. They said they had taken the scenic route.  Mom's words were, "we got off the highway at 9:55 and it's taken us this long to get here!" - nearly 40 minutes had past.  While I was a little concerned about their journey, I was glad/relieved they had arrived.  "Oh, we figured you'd been calling and we forgot our phone at home."  I'm sure glad I hadn't called, THAT would have worried me.    

We found seats in the second row.  The sanctuary was packed!  Annie did the "I do.  I will.  I will.  I do's." - which the class decided that summed up the question and answers.  And then Pastor Howard prayed for her.

 
God Bless our girl!

We're so proud of her!

The congregation was asking to bring fresh flowers 
and created a living cross.  It's to the left in the pictures.
It was beautiful!

The service was wonderful.  There's something about singing with a hymnal in your hand that fills me.  And the music was especially beautiful!  My Redeemer Lives!  

Jack and Jake got home ahead of the rest of us.  The ham needed to warm up a little more. The potatoes and rolls needed to go into oven.   I offered to my parents car home.  Dad questioned me.  I said, "I have no doubt you could get us there.  I just thought we could take a more direct route."  Mom chuckled.

Mom had an Easter Lily sitting in a bucket in the backseat.  Now it was my turn to laugh because I had gotten her one, as well.  "We'll just exchange them!"

We had some time before dinner was ready.  We recently bought the movie "42" so we started the show.  Wow, was a inspiring movie!  Mom and Dad had seen the movie before but gladly watched again.  We paused the movie when the food was ready.  The food was delicious.  I don't know if it's right or polite to say that about the food you've cooked, but it was.  It was wonderful to have my parents here to share Easter dinner with!  Everyone continued the movie while I made quick work in the kitchen.  

Mom, Dad, Jake and I played a few hands of cards.  The second game Dad got a little drowsy, I think it happened about the time Jack got comfortable in his chair and started snoring.  At one point Jake changed the channel off of golf and guess what, Jack woke up wondering why.  Ha!  Of course, he was asleep again in no time.  After the second game was over I asked if Dad needed a little couch time.  "No, but I think we should probably head home."  :-(  We helped them load up and gave them our usual goofy send-off.  Annie wanted no part of it this time.  ;-)  They were back within 20 minutes - Mom had forgotten her lily.   And Dad called when they got home, safe and sound.  Love them, so much!

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Yesterday:  

Jake and I helped with the Egg Hunt and Festivities at church.  


Jake got to be the BUNNY!

He did not like making several little ones cry.

In the afternoon I got to get my picture taken... no, not my favorite thing, but it was pretty painless.  Very soon the Bringing Therapy Home website will have have all our gorgeous mugs on it.  And our name badges, too!  

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Have faith!  Believe!  Hope!  

I am very happy to report that Lisa's Mom was released today and is resting at home.  She will meet with the oncologist on May 2nd.  They are confident that her team of doctors is working toward a common goal.

Our dear friend, Cathy, from church has made the decision to take her medical issues to Mayo Clinic.  It may take 6 months or more to get in, but she has found a calmness in her heart.  She received some honesty from her cardiologist and he said, "if you were my sister..."   She is feeling more at peace with her situation now, more than ever.   

Our friend, Pam, will be running in the Boston Marathon tomorrow.   We're praying for a safe and hope-filled day!

One last request, please pray for Marlene, Dave and Dave's Mom, Corinne.  Grandma Corinne (as I've always referred to her) is having some health issues and dementia.  While Grandma was in the hospital Dave would stay with her during the day and Marlene at night.  Now that she's been released this will be a full time commitment.  Please keep all three in your prayers for health, healing, comfort and strength.  

xo







Thursday, April 17, 2014

Reat's Challenge / Updates

Day 1 - I wore white.

Day 2 - I smiled because I didn't get peed on, pooped on or thrown up on.  (Woo hoo!  It was a great day at work!)

Day 3 - I am thankful for the time my family spends together at the dinner table.  (Tonight we weren't able to eat together because Annie had to babysit BUT it's usually one of the best parts of my day.)

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My posts lately have been a little scattered.  My thoughts are all over the place.  

Kansas City has been in the news too much lately.  Too much!  

By now you probably know the names William, Reat, and Terri.  Reat's Mom has stated what she wants us all to do is "keep living."  I'm still in awe of her strength.  Her grace.  Her faith.  

Terri's funeral was today.  William and Reat's is tomorrow.  

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Peggy (Lisa's Mom) is doing a little better.  Yesterday, she had a stent put in her bile duct.  Her right lung partially collapsed but is doing much better today.  She's still on oxygen but her levels are improving.  She was sitting up in a chair, was cleared to drnk ice tea and eat jello and was up for a visit from her grandsons.  They are hoping she will be moved out of ICU tomorrow.  Please continue to pray for her. 

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The kids are busy.  Chemistry is a hard class.  I wish we would have gotten better advice and had Jake wait to take it next year.  Hindsight is 20/20, right?  At this point we're just trying to help him get through it. 

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Unfortunately, I don't have anything else to add.  I have a bit of writers block.  Hopefully you think my bits and pieces are better than silence.  
    
xo

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Beating Heart

This is an article from JTA - The Global Jewish News Source.  So well written I wanted to share. 


In Kansas City, targeting a community’s beating heart


OVERLAND PARK, Kan. (JTA) — Every Friday at noon, my 2-year-old daughter and I rush through the doors of the Jewish Community Center of Greater Kansas City to meet my father for lunch.

We are usually late, and the JCC’s Heritage Center, catering to active seniors (and their preschool-aged guests), is only our first stop. Vivien refuses to leave until she and zayde have had a run of the entire building. At the White Theater, she chatters on about the time she saw “Hershel and the Hanukkah Goblins.” She reads books about Purim and Passover in the library, points out the most colorful paintings hung in the atrium and chases soccer balls around the gym until it is time to go.


Only when I promise we can always return does she let us carry her back through those large glass doors, the ones now shattered by shotgun blasts.

It’s a surreal image, those scarred doors, no easier to believe for having seen it on TV than the fact that two lives were taken in the parking lot outside.

After all, I grew up here, too. This is the place my parents first left me to fend for myself as a day camper, where I made an awkward preteen stage debut, worked summer after summer as a counselor, later helped produce a film festival, ran my first meeting and now continue to volunteer, work, work out (occasionally) and build some of the strongest relationships I’ve known.

My experience differs only in the details from those of thousands of other Kansas Citians. In the hours since the shootings of Sunday afternoon, friends — some who moved away years ago, leaving few ties behind — have written, called, posted on Facebook. One commented that it felt like an attack “inside my childhood home.”

Much has been made of the JCC as a safe place, but this is not our haven, it’s our habitat, a campus full of organizations serving those in all stages and walks of life. There is a preschool, a K-12 day school and the offices of Jewish federation and multiple other philanthropic, vocational, educational and family-service agencies, as well as the respected theater and popular fitness and sports facilities.

Nearly anyone involved with the Jewish community, even tangentially, has a regular reason to stop by — for a meeting, a preschool pick-up, a rehearsal, a lecture, a volunteer assignment, a swim lesson, a Zumba class — or knows someone who does.

A mile away, Village Shalom, the second site targeted by 73-year-old white supremacist Frazier Glenn Cross, is another community hub. It is an assisted-living facility for seniors but also houses a kosher cafe, an art gallery, a social hall for community lectures and events, and a chapel where our family’s synagogue holds weekday minyanim (and where we celebrated our son’s brit milah two months ago).
These campuses are the physical manifestation of a remarkably cohesive Jewish community. Perhaps more so than in larger communities, Kansas City Jews hold tight across political and denominational lines.

But neither is the community an island. The Jewish Community Campus serves visitors of all religions and backgrounds; in the perfect phrasing of my friend Josh Stein, who works there, it is “the living room of our community, open and welcoming to everyone.”