WALKER TALK: April Fool's

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

ONE OF MY MOM'S FAVORITE DAYS

Today is one of my Mom's favorite days to celebrate. She LOVES April Fool's day! But may I say that I am so very glad that she is out of town today because I can relax and not worry about everything I eat, get into, get out of, etc.

My mom can think of more things to do on April Fools. We learned that we didn't eat anything without checking it first. You were careful about getting out of bed in the morning and getting in bed at night. She has pulled so many tricks on friends and family that it surprises me that they are still speaking to us! If you want to know any good tricks to pull on someone, just ask the pro, my Mother. I have met no one that out does her when it comes to April Fools day!

(I love you Mom!)

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.