In Remembrance of 9/11

Nine years ago today, I remembered where I was, and what I was doing.

I remembered the fear.

I remembered the love uniting us – one nation under God.

But mostly, I remember the patriotism of the strong, and the brave. Lives were lost, and lives were saved.

To the heros, and to the perished. I remember you.



    Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn’s early light,
    What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming?
    Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thru the perilous fight,
    O’er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
    And the rockets’ red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
    Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
    O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
    O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?



    On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
    Where the foe’s haughty host in dread silence reposes,
    What is that which the breeze, o’er the towering steep,
    As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
    Now it catches the gleam of the morning’s first beam,
    In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream:
    Tis the star-spangled banner: O, long may it wave
    O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!



    And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
    That the havoc of war and the battle’s confusion
    A home and a country should leave us no more?
    Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps’ pollution.
    No refuge could save the hireling and slave
    From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave:
    And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
    O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.



    O, thus be it ever when freemen shall stand,
    Between their loved home and the war’s desolation!
    Blest with victory and peace, may the heav’n-rescued land
    Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation!
    Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
    And this be our motto: “In God is our trust”
    And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
    O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

(Composed by Francis Scott Key, “In Defense of Fort McHenry” in September 1814. Congress proclaimed it the U.S. National Anthem in 1931 — history follows.)

Never Forget.

*Photographs taken in Arlington, Texas, on this day, in remembrance of September 11th.

Memorial Weekend Memories

Pedaling two miles behind this six-year old child.

She would stop, grab her water bottle take a big drink, and say, “We gotta hurry. We can’t waste any time.”

Of course being who I am, the fact that’s it’s Saturday with absolutely no plans – I can’t resist, “Of course we can. We have all the time in the world.”

She snaps the cap closed on her water, attaches it firmly to her bike, saddles up like she is riding a hog, and even grips the handlebars. With a look back at me, in all seriousness, she shakes her head, “I don’t.” She takes off on her little Harley bike with training wheels spinning as fast as her little legs will go. I guess that’s how she made it over two miles – with guts and drive. What a kid!

After our bike ride, I told her she could be my riding partner anytime. Her face lights up with joy, but she immediately gets cool, and sticks her fist out for a bump. Adorable.

Another memorial moment – Japanese Gardens. This time no one fell in the Koi pond. Didn’t matter since we got drenched from the humid heat. Jason said it felt just like Okinawa when he was stationed there. Hot. Probably as beautiful too.

Hot dogs, pizza, Purple Cow ice cream and the next day, a first swim of the summer, at our local public pool. All part of our memorable weekend that wouldn’t be possible without our countrymen and women.

I would like to pay tribute to the fallen heros of our great nation. May we remember their service and honor them with the recognition they deserve.

Let us, also, support our troops in current service. Pray for our brave defenders of freedom and the families that love them.

Lastly, I’d like to remember those lost in the last few years.

They are still shining brightly from the hearts of those who miss them.

In Loving Memory,

Daddy Gary – Dec. 2009Uncle Bub – May 2007Poppy Carl – August 2008Grandma Owens- December 2008

I will always remember you.

Happy Memorial Day!

Happy Mother’s Day

Happy Mother’s Day to all Moms; young and old, new and experienced, with and without child.

I hope today more than any other you know you how important you are. How precious you are to the family. How precious you are to life itself. How beautiful it is to see a mother with their child.

The Church I attend has all the Moms stand up, then everyone claps. And claps. And claps. At that point it gets a little uncomfortable….oh gosh is that for little ol’ me? But as the clapping continues – louder and stronger – something happens that makes moms stand a little taller. Pride. Not only is that for me, I deserve that. Our jobs are so hard, some days, even impossible. THEN, the clapping goes on and it just bubbles up joy and laughter. Pretty soon, we are all enjoying it, looking at other Moms with smiles, cheers, and waves. Dancing just a little because guess what? They are still clapping.

I hope every Mom feels that honor today. Maybe it’s  not clapping, but lunch, or a card, even flowers. Maybe it’s something from a child made especially for you. And maybe it’s just having that child to hug or one you are waiting to hug in heaven.

I lost six pregnancies. From age 21 to age 35. I will always wonder what it would be like to have them. Always. Today more than any other day. Maybe you can’t have children. Not even one. Today, I hope someone reaches out in kindness. I hope you can hug your mom, your grandma, or a special niece or nephew. Just know you are not forgotten.

I also want to recognize all the Moms out there that choose motherhood; an adopted child, a blended family, a foster parent. You choose the possibility that one day that child will say, “You’re not my Mom.”
But you love them anyway, you endure the unendurable, because your heart doesn’t stop beating – no matter how many times it’s stomped on. I hope today you reap rewards for those deeds that many parents can not even comprehend. You are so very special.

Give yourself a hand, lift your head in honor. Let your heart do the smiling.  Stand and enjoy the honor you so richly deserve – today and always.

Happy Mother’s Day! I’m clapping for you!

Tomorrow, I am guest posting a childhood story from my Mom. You don’t want to miss it. Be sure to come back for the link.

Blog 4 Cause

I have an important post that needs your attention.

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What an honor to be able to contribute a favorite post to this cause, and be featured in this e-book. I can’t remember how I met Lance but his contagious optimism and exuberant outlook on life is very dear and meaningful to me.

In my very short blogging career, I have encountered so much opportunity to explore, learn, be and now give to LIFE itself. It just doesn’t get any better than this!

Please honor their hard work for this cause. Click on the link to visit BLOG 4 CAUSE. It will take you to the SUSAN G. KOMEN BLOG-4-CAUSE.

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Do this today, you won’t regret it. And please spread the word and pass these links along.

Humbly, I thank you.