The importance of being Theodore

My older brother is named Theodore, I also have a nephew named for him.
One of the fondest memories I have of my brother Ted is when I was I was about 10
We were in the dining room of our house in New Jersey. 
The song My Cherie Amour by Stevie Wondercame on.
 Ted put me on a chair and we DANCED.
 My brothers are very tall, over 6 feet tall
so you can imagine to a girl of about 10 years old how fanciful it must have been. 
I felt like a princess!
 To this day when ever that song comes on the radio I am transported to that moment in time ( yes another one of those snowglobe moments I am so fond of).  I know that Ted is the same.  I had that moment a few minutes ago when that song came on.  I stopped, was totally still and for a few moments I was safe, a little girl twurling and dancing with her big brother. Thank you Stevie Wonder for giving my brother and I a ~wonder~ to cherish all our lives.
To you my dearest brother- I will always be your petite sœur (little sister) and you will always be my Theodore amour.     So in your own famous words your neices and nephews reflect so fondly upon --
"Put it in your diddy bag and STOW IT!!"

~~ Love Bye

Asa manquant (Missing Asa)

Aujourd'hui, je me manque Asa. (Today I am missing Asa) Belle comment il doit être (How beautiful he must be) Aujourd'hui je me manque Asa et vous demandez comment il croît (Today I am missing Asa and wondering how he is growing.) Sisifo à ressentir la douceur de son visage de bébé et à entendre son coos (Longing to feel the softness of his baby face and hear his coos.) Aujourd'hui, je me manque Asa, dont j'adore cher.( Today I am missing Asa, whom I love dearly.)

Amour grande mère (love grandmama)



~Adieu amour (~love bye)

La Maison d'Oui

My dear sweet sister, whom I miss so very much, is no longer here on earth.  She resides in heaven now.  Of that I am sure of.  Her life was filled with much pain and sorry and I dare say a great amount of regret.  Choices that were made in life that at first seemed for the good but turned out not to be, for her.
  But when you look back on the really important aspects of what you gained from those choices -sometimes- more than likely- you will find there lies some of the best things life can offer. 
For my sister those wonderful things in life that came from her darkened past is her legacy.  A legacy richly flavored by three men-men who once were children- who are now amazing men-and their sons.

I call this picture "All the Queen's Horsemen" A title I thought befitting.  This picture is beautiful in more ways than any of you could ever imagine.  Three brothers and their sons-my sister would be so proud of how her sons followed a great path-a better path than I dare say she could have ever dreamt for them.  They are inspirations to me! 
It made me think about life and what is really important.  I realize the truth in the saying by John Alliston "“The only thing you take with you when you're gone is what you leave behind.”  No truer statement is there.  What we leave behind is our legacy, our children our family.

So dear sweet Nola, my beloved sister- for all your sorrows, for all your trials, for all the joys you had...... you truly have left behind the --- la maison d'Oui

la maison d'Oui (the house of yes)

eternally your sister

Adieu amour    ( ~love bye)

blogs

I, like my friend sweet Hailey (who's blog got me blogging) love to read random blogs.  It is so cool to read about other people and how they live their lives, how they love, what makes them sad or the things they fear.  I find that for most of us we are so similar.  We are all people not different species.  Thank you to all those who blog in this world.--to the side you will see the blogs I have begun to follow---


~Love Bye

Remembering when

Our Angela turned 17 the other day.
I was contemplating the day she was born
I remember the night better. 
There were 13 babies born that time and it seemed
there might not be room in the Inn for anymore. 
I was in the room just next to the
nurses station and across from the nursery. 
I could hear the nurses concern about not having
anymore room. 
The fact that mothers were being put in regular rooms on different floors and the worst
fact that there was no more bassinets to place these sweet angels from heaven. 
As I heard their concerns
I thought since I was awake I might as well get my sweet baby. 
Keep in mind that I was across from the
nursery and could hear all the babies. 
I got up open the door walked across the hall and cast my eyes on
a sea of crying babies.
 An ocean of pink and blue bundles wriggling and crying. 
All but one angel who was smack dab in the middle of the rolling ocean of babies. 
There in her sweet little pink blanket was my Angela---
Sound asleep with her wee hands tucked up under her angelic face.
 I stood there and had to chuckle to myself at the sight I was beholding. 
I asked the nurse if I could have her. 
Her reply was simply this-"Mrs. Ross, she's the only one NOT crying!"
I just gave her a gentle look and she brought Angela to me. 
I placed her on my chest and held her the rest of the night. 
She never did wake up until after 6 am.

 So happy birthday to those other 12 bundles from heaven born during that time.  I hope you have been as much a blessing and joy to your mothers as sweet Angela has been to me.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PUMPKINSEED

-love bye

Kirtlynn's daddy

 This is Kirtlynn's daddy

when he was just weeks old. Now he is grown and about to be in the adventure of his life.  He is my second child and my second son.  He is very much like me in so many ways.  He is the kind of person that has no enemies.  Everybody loves TJ, but then he makes it easy to do so.  I use to call him my stealth child, he would just appear and then disappear, always around but sometimes you never noticed.  He was my quiet child, the never got into much trouble child.  Now he is going to be a daddy and have a child of his very own. 

He will make an amazing father I have no doubt of it because he is an amazing man.  His kind gentle soul will bring wisdom in guiding his children.  His sweet loving nature will bring them comfort in knowing of unconditional love.  His strong beliefs will bring them the assurance that everything he does for them he does with deep love and devotion.  Just as he has been an amazing son-an amazing husband-he will be a father of great magnitude.  I am proud- we are all lucky to have him in our lives.

 This dresser is for Kirtlynn Ivy. Her daddy made it just for her.

These are her parents, two amazing people about to embark on the journey of an eternal life time.

Cherish these moments because they speed by past you all too quickly.  You will be holding Kirtlynn one moment

and the very next she will be having her own baby!

-love bye

A visit

One of the best moments in a mom's life is when her "grown up" children (who have left the nest) come home to visit.  I had such a visit the other day from my Austie.  I love to see him interact with his younger two siblings.  Remembering that as the "middle child" he really does have the best seat in the house.  Although neither of my "middle children" think so.  But I say they do.  They have such freedom.  They sit in a wealthy advantage point. Think about it for a second, then you will agree.

But on to my visit.  I think if I had to say one thing that is my favorite about Austie it would have to be his smile.  I mean this kid has the best smile and laugh EVER!  He always has. And funny -SMACK_SNAPFISH_ he is HILARIOUS. It is always so unexpected too for people who don't know him.  He looks intimidating actually because he is so tall and of large stature.  He reminds me of a giant.  I cannot tell you the times  someone will say something to the affect how funny and sharp witted Austin is and how it surprised them.  How much he made them laugh.  He has that one two punch of comedy like his two sisters.  You those comedians on Who's line is it anyway"? You wonder how do they think those things straight off the top of their heads and wonder if its not really rehearsed.  Well I have three children like that and I can assure you it is not rehearsed.  It is a gift.

I love this man... I cannot call him a boy anymore because he is not.  He is a wonderful man... and I am a lucky mommy.. One of the safest places I feel is when he wraps his arms around me an holds me.  I am safe....  I am happy.....

-love bye