Posts filed under ‘children’

silence

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i listen to the silence and weep ~

the voices which fill my heart with love and laughter

have gone

to spread their joy elsewhere.

~

i remain alone,

with a head full of bittersweet memories

and

a broken heart.

~

~

November 28, 2014 at 3:38 pm 20 comments

one more step

~

~

it seems like only yesterday

when

i brought him into this world

~ now ~

he is one step closer

to conquering it.

~

~

November 16, 2014 at 10:09 pm

once upon a time…

*

i remember when Power Rangers ruled the world

and

light sabers were the toy of choice ~

*

Batman socks were not allowed to be washed

and

Darth Vader capes had to be worn.

*

hours were spent on the couch watching Star Wars

~ every movie ~

chapters one through six

and

we could never get enough of a T-Rex

eating everything in its midst.

*

~ now ~

it is about fantasy football,

college entrance exams

and

apps to download,

making some bucks

to buy some stuff

and

typing texts to friends upon friends.

*

*

yesterday,

he was my little baby ~

almost 9 lbs of sweet and cuddly coos

with barely a hair on his head,

chunky little cheeks

and

two eyes full of baby blue.

*

today,

he is 5′-11″,

long and lean with an athlete’s build,

two eyes of hazel,

muscular, hairy legs

and

in possession of some serious cooking skills.

*

I keep wondering when and how this all happened,

17 years

have come and gone,

but

what I do know for certain

is I could not be more proud,

of my baby boy

and

what he has become….

*

A_long_time_ago

once upon a very long time……

*

in the beginning

in the beginning…

*

at the present time

in cooking form – fave shorts, shirt, socks…

*

first day of work

Mr. Professional….

*

Happy Birthday Peyton!

My Little Man

~ Forever ~

*

 

 

 

October 26, 2014 at 5:35 pm 19 comments

a factoid quote – by Jordan

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“The real reason the United States is referred to as a melting pot

is because

it has more active cultures than a cup of yogurt.”

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Words from my son, who is now heading back to school to begin his sophomore year in college.  I said “I will see you soon” and hugged (squeezed) him very hard and left a few (okay, actually, many) tears on his shoulder.  I know he is doing what he must and doing the grow up thing but I am still a mom who misses her Pnut and a very leaky faucet.  Does any one have a number for a good plumber?   🙂

~

last trip

our last trip to pick up Jordy from work…waiting…

~

 

August 14, 2014 at 2:00 pm 12 comments

lamentations

:

:

i know he has to go

but

knowing does not make it any less painful.

:

:

it is not a ‘forever‘ goodbye,

it is a ‘i’ll see ya later‘ goodbye.

however,

inside

it is a ‘i will miss you so, so, so very much‘ goodbye

and

i cannot wait for you to come back home‘ goodbye

:

:

 

August 6, 2014 at 3:30 pm 16 comments

to Jordy

my time with you is priceless

my love for you is endless

August 4, 2014 at 2:10 pm 13 comments

The Tech Guy!

~

sometimes

he may lead the big parade ~

sew a snap on Scooby Doo

or

need to change out a sound board in a flash ~

but

most of the time he is doing what he loves~~~~~~~~

filming, editing

and

making

movies!

~

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peek a boo!

~

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so serious…

~

Introducing…my son… Jordan!

the Film/Media Tech extraordinaire

at Six Flags Great America

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he is sooo official:)

~

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~

July 29, 2014 at 5:00 pm 11 comments

the road

the

space

between

his house

and

mine

is a road of tears floating me home…

alone.

sky 7-27

Sunday night – July 27

 

July 28, 2014 at 3:22 pm 9 comments

words4jp from your mom

you may be

a young man

on the cusp of being an adult,

but

in my heart,

you will

  always

be

the baby

i held in my arms

in the beginning

not much has really changed…he still cooks

Jordy sleeping on his books

somethings never change…he still surrounds himself with bunches of magazines, newspapers, books…lots of stuff…

June 26, 2014 at 2:12 pm 12 comments

saying goodbye

….

..

.

tumbling from above

gentle tap dance on the glass

early morning tears

.

..

….

May 9, 2014 at 3:35 pm 9 comments

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