Family

We had a wonderful Christmas this year with family and friends attending a dinner that my husband and I worked on, we furnished the turkey, dressing, potatoes, and gravy. Everyone else brought a dish of some kind or another and desert. There were twelve of us, and my small living room was filled with a lot of laughter and bringing to rememberance of times past. My Father, who will be 92 years old this year on January 26,2009, was the life of the party. Everyone enjoyed his stories and wit. Our table set all 12 of us and was piled high with food that was so different in color and arrangement that as we helped ourselves, we filled our plates to the max. For me it was a time of joy. Our granddaughter who had drawn away from my husband and I for about two years, sent and e-mail telling us that she had accepted Jesus Christ and was sorry for all that she had put us through. Our neice that had also been going through a lot this last year, came back into the fold. All in all, it couldn't have been a better ending of the year 2008. I had an auto accident in August 2008 and on December 29, I had the last of the injections into the muscles an head on the left side. I feel numb there, but do not have the pain that I had for the last 4 months. My husband had a upper GI today and they found a hiatial hernia that I am sure will have to be taken care of, but we can deal with that as it comes. To anyone that may read this: Have a wonderful and Happy New Year

Whew

We have been blessed to have one of our great granddaughters with us for three days, but within those three days we began to have some problems. My husband who is a teddy bear, and I am more of a perfectionist found ourselves handling discipline with me as the grouchy one. I saw myself as a person that did not give tolerance when it would have been the lesser of two evils. My husband on the other hand was too tolerant, and pretty soon we found ourselves being controlled by a six year old. Before we realized what had happened the trap was sprung, and we walked the tight rope. Instead of enjoying those three days we could hardly wait until it was time to take her home. Our question that we are wrestling with now is "what happened"? As youngsters we learned to respect our elders and to obey laws set within our home. In this situation we found ourselves obeying her tantrums and trying to make her happy. The word sorry was a constant theme from us, while the little monster did her own thing. We kept saying to ourselves, "she has had a pretty bad life, and we at least will show her love". Well,the little love we shared with her went unknown, and we left her mothers feeling like we had been bamboozled and frazzled. We assured her that she could come back in a couple of weeks and now think we might have been too hasty in this decision. But, we do not want her to think we lie, so are going to talk to a lot of people on what to do. Plus spend a great deal of time in prayer.