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A break from the Meadowood monotony with a couple of floral abstracts. I don't think I've dedicated photos to my kidlets, so here are two I made for them.
A BIG OLE THANKAROOOOO to D!!!
I absolutely looooooooooove the hat..and my son is sooooooo going to love the bat.
Give your son a big ole thankaroo as well for signing these gifts!
This is the mini bat for my son.
Some of the most photogenic flowers, taken in front of a mural at my son's school during the back-to-school picnic.
This week, my son enters the 4th grade. I'd like to dedicate this to him, and wish him much love and luck as he makes new memories of what I hope will be a fruitful schoolyear.
Lots of errands today, so I'll view your streams later.
that have to let go, for all the mothers who are crying today.....you know
you did the best you could, you know you have to and you should, but
no one told you how much it hurts and no one told you about the fear,
and all you have is empty room and scattered shoes they left around....
and empty nest is now for real, and no more music and no more sound...
so let me be and let me cry , the only way I know to heal...and that is just
to say good bye to our children who start their life, somewhere far and rarely
near....
I love you...
p.s
please this image is just for gentle comments....thank you...
i now you will understand..
I dedicate this one to my son, John! He is well on the mend!! He is walking and eating normally now and we are off to see his surgeon today to get a thumbs up on whether or not we can go on vacation this weekend.
We had already planned a trip before his operation and he really, really wants to go, so here's to hoping!! ^_^
Thanks to all of you who have been following his progress and asking about how he is doing. He really appreciates all the support and best wishes for a speedy recovery. So do I for that matter!! I thank you all from the bottom of my heart!!
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DON'T COMMENT UNTIL YOU READ THIS !!!!!
OR JUST DON'T COMMENT... I REALLY DON'T GIVE A SHIT
This photo is here just because i had to do something to keep my mind of my son....
Last night i came home from work...had dinner, been on flickr, gone to bed...
David had little fever, we gave him medicine and put him to sleep....
Then the nightmare started...
My wife woke me up around 03:00AM, so that we could give him another medicine... I started making him tea, when i heard my wifes voice that rang whole day in my head, saying that that something is wrong with David....
I jumped and saw his eyes turned around, and his hands shaking... he was loosing concience, and we ran with him to bathroom and started splashing him with water... he was turning blue, and still in cramp, and not taking breaths...
Then i took him, and he throwed up, and stopped breathing...
I tried splashing him with water... no response, i put his feet into cold water...no response...
He wasn't breathing....
I put him on the bathroom floor, and gave him mouth to mouth. I never learned how to do that, i saw some shows on TV, the kind that usually makes me switch channel, and now i am glad i didn't...
I started blowing air into his mouth, and after five times i repeated that, he opened his eyes for second, and turned them around... again i splashed him with water, he looked at me, and turned his eyes around...In meanwhile my wife called 911, but we decided not to wait... we took him to Emergency, and they told us to go to hospital...As i ran with him in my arms, he started looking brighter and started talking....
We took him to hospital, and when the nurse took him from me, my hands started shaking, i couldn't feel my legs, and my mouth was so dry...
He is now in hospital, with little fever, but it's OK now...
I don't want you to think what is this guy doing... his kid is in hospital, and he is on flickr...
I am here cause i can't stop thinking about him, on the bathroom floor, not breathing....
I keep myself busy to keep my mind occupied
Actually i really don't care what anybody thinks...
The only thing i care about now is David...
Doctors told us that our daughter is going to be born today, and instead of that, we almost lost our son...
My wife is OK, still not in labor...
Life is one tricky mother fucker...
I wont be sending this photo to any of the groups, so please don't give invites, the only group i'll send it to is 07_07_07.
borrowed from janine www.flickr.com/photos/this_fleeting_life/
life journey
life will break you. nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. you have to love. you have to feel. it is the reason you are here on earth. you are here to risk your heart. you are here to be swallowed up. and when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.
louise erdrich the painted drum
Gifts for my son's 25th birthday:
crocheted potholder
3 handknit dishcloths in slightly different sizes
handknit scrubbie
I hope he loves them as much as I love him (a Valentine's Day baby, he was *grin*)
41/365: 10 February 2014
So True.. #MotherB4Anything #Family #LeadByExample #UnconditionalLove #Blessings #Sacrifices #Protectors #Examples #reality #followquotes #follow #quotes #LifeQuotes #inspiration #motivation #encouragement #dailyinspiration #ForMySon ❤️ - 4everdvs
For my sons, Peter and Richard. Mom's new digs.
I spent hours yesterday ironing new drapes. I defy anyone to sit in that chair and stay awake.
(for D who is missing our garden harvest fun this year.)
"I wish we could do what they do in Katroo. They sure know how to say 'Happy Birthday to You!'"
Happy Birthday to You!, Dr. Seuss, 1959.
For ALL the soldiers overseas we do so much, it is our desire to continue to seek sponsors, donations & pack "We Care" boxes for any military person deployed and ship a box to them monthly as long as they are deployed.
I do it for each one that protects us on a daily basis no matter the branch we remember the Forgotten Soldiers DAILY. As the mommy of a Airman I would hope there would be someone out there that would do it for him on my behalf.
This is not a great photo. They are so cute in person. Trust me - you want to eat them. Or cuddle with them.
I have been doing a lot of knitting at night. Most of it consists of vegetables these days. I've been working on a little project for Felix. We are putting together a kitchen area for him and I have found so many great food patterns. I have more now but I don't have any time during the day to take photos!
All the food is made with stash yarn. The carrots are leftover Cash Iroha...
More food photos when I get a chance!
I started following this pattern from magknits but once you get going its easy to alter the patterns.
I'll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all I've done
And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Away from here
Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear
Louder louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say
To think I might not see those eyes
Makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbye
I nearly do
Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear
Louder louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say
Slower slower
We don't have time for that
All I want is to find an easier way
To get out of our little heads
Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess
Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear
RUN
~ Snow Patrol
Final Straw