Friday, June 24, 2011

Friday Freeze Frame

Friday Freeze Frame was started in part, because there are moments that I look at my girls and just wish I could freeze time.

You know those moments when you realize that forts made of blankets, strung all over the living room, those moments will soon be a memory.

Little girls will grow up.

And instead of playing the game of Life, they will be living it.

Trying to figure out which career path. Car payments. House payments. Husbands. Children. Living, life.

Where pink money will not get you a condo.

Where a boo-boo can't be made better with a kiss.

Where staying up late and giggling or fighting with your sisters, under a fort you made with blankets, will just be a memory.

Freeze frame.....

Saturday, June 18, 2011

June 18, 1994

June 18, 1994 - our wedding day.

I was thinking back and wondering what all that week held.

I remember spending Thursday night in what would be our new house, with 2 of my best friends, LeAnna Williams Hall and Jessica Tillman Brown. We stayed up all night watching movies and I was so thankful for the fun girl time we had, cause I slept like a baby on Friday night.

I remember coming home from the rehearsal supper turning on the news and watching the low speed chase that would become infamous - OJ Simpson running from the law. I remember wondering how their marriage could come to that.

It rained. The typical Florida, June thunderstorm and then it was gone.

Ralph's first words to me in my wedding dress, was "How's my hair?" I can smile at that now, that day however, well it involved tears.

I remember stress. Lots of stress. Things that I could control and things I had no control over.

We arrived at the reception with Ralph in the driver's seat and me in the backseat. My big, puffy dress would not fit in the front. Someone forgot and left us at the church. Looking back now, we should have skipped the reception and headed on to the honeymoon. I don't think anyone would have missed us!  

Excitement. The idea of starting our little family, well that was something I had always wanted. I remember telling one of my 10th grade teachers that all I wanted to be was a wife and mother. One of my dreams was about to come true.

I remember wanting the "perfect" wedding, and almost letting little things ruin the day. If I could go back and tell my younger self some advice it would be this -
* Don't sweat the small stuff. Both during the ceremony and after. The wedding
celebration is wonderful, but the marriage and what you make of it, well that
is what counts.
* Life is short. Take the time to enjoy it.
* Don't try to change the person you choose to marry. God made them the way they
are. Accept them for that and you will see them in a whole new light.
* Love and Respect - enough said.
* Marriage - it's a choice every day to love someone, to work on the marriage,
to stay committed. It's hard work, but worth the effort.

I am so thankful Ralph and I chose each other, and that we continue to choose each other, so we can enjoy this....

And all the craziness that having 3 girls holds. Because we know that soon, they will grow up and begin their families, and we will be back to this...

The two of us, the way it started.

Happy anniversary, Mr. Yoder. I would choose you again.

Friday, June 17, 2011

Friday Freeze Frame

I was going through some files of pictures and found these.

I took them in December of last year.

I love the fact that just one part of a person, can tell so much about their personality.

"Your eyes are windows into your body. If you open your eyes wide in wonder and belief, your body fills up with light. If you live squinty-eyed in greed and distrust, your body is a dank cellar. If you pull the blinds on your windows, what a dark life you will have!" Matthew 6:22-23

Friday, June 10, 2011

Friday Freeze Frame

You see this picture...

I took it late, Tuesday night. Tuesday morning, Morgan had her tonsils and adenoids taken out.

Doc said it was necessary. She was beginning to have throat infections every month. When he took them out he told me that they were full of infection and just gross stuff I won't go into detail here with.

I have to say, she was a trooper. If she was nervous Tuesday morning, she didn't show it. She was all smiles and ready to get it over with. Maybe the fact that she got to watch Disney helped lessen the anxiety.

The nurses allowed me to walk back to the OR room with her, where I handed her off to them. I watched as she held one of their hands and walked away with her kitty & blankie.

When surgery was over, Doc came out and told me she did great thru it. Then shortly after he came out, one of the nurses came and said she was waking up and crying. So, I followed her back to recovery and could hear Morgan crying as I walked down the hallway.

Which of course made me want to cry. But I didn't, because that would not have helped her.

The nurses were able to give her some meds to help with her pain, which in turn settled her down. And believe it or not, she hasn't cried since.

She has been drinking gatorade and eating popsicles, very well, even when it hurts.

And I have to commend the staff at TMH Surgery Center, they were awesome. They were helpful on what to do when we got home with her. They put her at ease when taking the IV out (they let her 'help'). And they put a smile on her face with this.....

They wrapped kitty's paw with the same type bandage they had wrapped her iv with.

It sometimes is the small, extra step that can mean the most.