WALKER TALK: A PAYBACK MOMENT

Monday, September 29, 2008

A PAYBACK MOMENT

I went with Jason to get his Senior pictures taken a couple of weeks ago and while the photographer was shooting them she asked Jason if there was anything else that he wanted like a special pose and prop or anything and he said, "I want a picture with my mom". I nearly started crying. How sweet is that?! I hadn't dressed for my picture to be taken but I was so touched how could I say no. I will forever cherish this picture because he wanted it done.

5 comments:

Sharon said...: So sweet. I can almost see tears in your eyes!!; September 29, 2008 at 8:59 PM
Libby said...: How sweet! Man I hope Jack will treat me as good as your boys treat you. And you look awesome in the picture...like you knew it was coming.; October 1, 2008 at 10:47 PM
Danielle said...: That was so sweet of him. You look so happy and proud in that picture!; October 2, 2008 at 6:55 PM
Melinda said...: That is so darn sweet! I wish I could see the pictures. I hope my boys will want something like that when they are older. Right now it is painful to have a family picture taken.; October 4, 2008 at 9:54 PM
Melinda said...: Alright, I can see the picture now and you look great! I can't beleive you didn't think you were not ready for a picture. It really is such a great picture.; October 4, 2008 at 9:55 PM

ANOTHER PICTURE FROM BEAUTIFUL HAWAII

THANKFUL FOR MY IRISH ANCESTORS

I never knew how much Irish ancestry I had until my wonderful Aunt Carol wrote this awesome history about my Dad's ancestors. There are still 8 castles partially standing over in Ireland that belong to my ancestors. Most of them (14 of them) fought in the Revolutionary War so that I could enjoy what I have today. There is also some tie to Bunker's Hill and Breed's Hill.

St. Patrick's Day never used to mean much to me until I knew my ancestry. Now I take time to think about them a little bit more during that time. I am grateful to them for being so brave and courageous to leave so much of what they had to come to America and start new. I am somewhat what I am because of them. I can't wait to thank them in person some day.

THE TWO SIDES OF WINTER

Have you ever noticed that there are two sides to winter? There is the beautiful side. The sun shining on the snow on a crisp morning. The silent snow falling in the full moon. The quietness that a snowy night brings. I love so much about winter and the fun and beauty that it brings. But there is a sad and lonely side to winter. When we were coming back from the cabin the other night we rode through the desolate camp grounds. The picnic tables where barely poking their tops through the snow. Somehow it made me sad and lonely. I realized then that winter has two sides to it.