Jul. 5, 2009
Little days are big deals

Posted in Encouragement and Other Thoughts

You'd think that a day like today wouldn't be a big deal.  After all, it's just Independence Day... it's not like it's Christmas, a birthday, Mother's Day, Father's Day or anything like that.

We were blessed to be able to hang out and have dinner at a dear friend's house today.  We had a marvelous time!   After dinner, swimming for the kids, and a movie, it was a quiet ride home-- David trying to get comfortable in his seat (he had his appendix taken out this past Tuesday) and the boys just sitting and looking out the window at all the fireworks stands. 

Their favorite was always one close to our house.  While we never actually bought from them, the boys would comment year-round on the perfect name of this stand: Po-man's Fireworks.  Only, they never said "poh" or "poor"... they'd always laugh hysterically and call it POO man's fireworks!

It's almost as if David and I could read each other's minds.  We couldn't help but think of this time last year.  When we still had Christian with us.  When he'd look at his big brothers and laugh at the word "poo" with them! :)

I still remember the giant bag of fireworks we got from our friend Loren.  Man, my little pyro's LOVE fireworks!  This set of pictures makes me smile fondly every time I think of fireworks. 

David had been outside with the boys shooting a few off when Christian walked in the door.  All I could see behind his black smudged face were these bright blue eyes!  Talk about dirty!  They would light a black snake, watch it "grow" and then he'd insist on picking it up.  The snake's powdery black body would disintegrate in Christian's hand, and yet he would never give up on the impossible taks of trying to hold the thing!

It is just one of many memories that are etched in my mind. And I am glad for it.

I really really really miss him.  Like Austin said the other night, it just isn't the same around here without him. 


Comments

Jul. 5, 2009 - Untitled Comment

Posted by Darcy

Oh my! Look at those hands and that face!

We don't live in one of those legal states, so no poo-man's fireworks around here. But I know my guys would crack up, too.

I'm sure Christian's giggling just the same, and in the grandest of company. ;)

Permanent Link


Jul. 5, 2009 - Untitled Comment

Posted by Mycrazylife

Marshie,

I know you miss Christian so much and it must hurt terribly some days. I'm praying for you my friend. Always praying for His hand to comfort you.

Permanent Link


Jul. 5, 2009 - Untitled Comment

Posted by Anonymous

Oh Marsha.......

*sigh*.

Lots of love to you from me today and every day........

Leanne

Permanent Link


Jul. 5, 2009 - Oh Marsha!

Posted by deedeeuk

Big HUGE ((((((((((((((((((((((((HUGS)))))))))))))))))))))))))))) from me!

Permanent Link


Jul. 5, 2009 - Untitled Comment

Posted by Anonymous

I just wanted to say my thoughts and prayers are with you. I have a little boy who is the same age Christian was when he passed. I hold him a little closer everyday just knowing that something like this is possible.

Permanent Link


Jul. 5, 2009 - Untitled Comment

Posted by 40winkzzz

Those are GREAT pictures! My favorite is the one where he is holding out his hand with his fingers spread out like the #5. All the making-faces ones are adorable, too, but there is something about that one that I love.

I know they say the first year is the hardest-- every birthday, every holiday spent for the first time without that loved one. I don't see why 4th of July would be any exception. My 18-y/o spent July 4 at a lake with her friend Z's family and several other families who are close friends of theirs, including one who just lost a son in a car accident last month, just a week before his 20th birthday. Altho' my daughter was not close to this young man, he had become a friend thru Z and had even been to our house a few times. I was so glad to hear that those families were celebrating the holiday together b/c I knew that the family of the young man who died would need the support of friends. I'm sure it was hard for them nonetheless.

I am so glad that your boys got to go to that camp! I have heard of camps like that. I'm glad it turned out to be a wonderful experience for them.

Permanent Link


Jul. 6, 2009 - Untitled Comment

Posted by CoCo

I love you!!!

Permanent Link


Jul. 6, 2009 - Untitled Comment

Posted by Anonymous

I love memories like that! With boys it's kind of impossible not to! :D

Ruthanne

Permanent Link


Jul. 9, 2009 - Hi there

Posted by dawilli

I just wanted to stop by and let you know that you and your family have been on my heart and in my mind and my prayers for so long... I still grieve with you, I miss him too, and I never even met him.
I'm so glad you have so many wonderful memories- it's good to gather the pictures and write down the memories, you'll always have that.
And someday, you'll have that sweet reunion- oh, what a day that will be!

Have a wonderful summer,
you are a wonderful mother (I just had to say that!!),
and you have wonderful boys,
enjoy your days-
ali

Permanent Link


Jul. 9, 2009 - HUGS!

Posted by Jaybird

You've been on my heart all day! Just wanted you to know that I was praying for you and yours.

And I think it's AMAZING that you have those pictures!


Permanent Link


Jul. 21, 2009 - I like this one

Posted by SteveWalden

I really liked this post, Marsha. You keep on remembering him for us. I don't think I'll ever get tired of hearing about him. Can't wait to meet him someday!

Permanent Link







Last Page - Next Page

I'm Marsha...proud Mrs to David, mommy of boys, home educator, chief cook and chaos coordinator... There's always something going on at my house-- not always good, but always something!!!





Want to read this in your inbox? Enter your email address:

Delivered by FeedBurner


Subscribe in a reader

Visit Bibles Unbound and become a Bible Mailing Missionary










www.flickr.com
This is a Flickr badge showing public photos from drewsfamilytx. Make your own badge here.
















Homeschool Co-ops: How to Start Them, Run Them and Not Burn Out
by Carol Topp