Today is “Lola’s” 2nd birthday, so I thought I would re-run this post from last year:
Her Name Is “Lola”…..
….and whatever Lola wants, Lola is gonna get.
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“Fall” in Texas doesn’t really start until mid-October most years. Today, we’ve got a blustery wind blowing in, and the leaves are starting to swirl around. The temperatures are getting nippy (for Texas), and the dogs want to be outside longer as the days get shorter.
I love this time of year. Apparently musicians both classical and contemporary do, too – here is the hauntingly beautiful “October“, composed by Eric Whitacre. Originally written for a wind orchestra, it translates beautifully to a string arrangement:
“October” (wind orchestral arrangement) is only available in the MP3 format.
(Mr. Whitacre has an amazing body of work)
I suppose every generation has its share of “Where were you when….?” moments – those “somethings” that happen that are so big, so life-altering, and which affect so many people that the vast majority of them have a memory etched into their mind of where they were when they heard the news, how they felt when they heard the news, and how it changed their life forever.
I can still remember that morning – it started off like any other morning. Rachel had gotten up early and was already dressed and on her way to high school with her friends, Michelle and Sarah were getting ready for school, and Paul was getting ready for work. I was resting in bed, waiting for Rebecca – who had turned 2 months old the day before – to wake up for her morning bottle.
Paul came into the bedroom and said he had just heard on the radio that a plane had hit the World Trade Center and it was on fire.
(l to r) Bev and Me, 1964
(l to r) Me and Bev, 2004
Today would have been my little sister’s 53rd birthday.
Miss you like heck, Sis….
(“Again Someday” by Blackmore’s Night – available on CD or MP3)
Twenty-three years ago today, a spirited whirlwind of a girl blew into our lives:
Watch out, world – this one is loaded for bear…..
….and we have never been the same. Where has all that time gone?
God has a wicked sense of humor – ask any family that has more than two kids, and they will tell you that the third kid threw them for a loop. Just when you think you have the whole “parenting” thing figured out – you’re thinking you know everything there is to know about raising kids – the third one comes along, and you realize that you don’t have the first CLUE…..
By the time Sarah came along, we had been parents for 6 years. Poor Sarah got the “leftovers” – we were a lot calmer about things, but we were also just plain tired. Rachel was starting kindergarten and Michelle was only a year old, so Sarah got whatever energy we could muster up at the end of the day.
The following is a reprint from August 25, 2012:
…..She had drawn her first breath; she quietly drew her last, with no farewell but one loving look, one little sigh.
With tears and prayers and tender hands, Mother and sisters made her ready for the long sleep that pain would never mar again, seeing with grateful eyes the beautiful serenity that soon replaced the pathetic patience that had wrung their hearts so long, and feeling with reverent joy that to their darlings death was a benignant angel, not a phantom full of dread.
When morning came, for the first time in many months the fire was out, [her] place was empty, and the room was very still. But a bird sang blithely on a budding bough, close by, the snowdrops blossomed freshly at the window, and the spring sunshine streamed in like a benediction over the placid face ….. a face so full of painless peace that those who loved it best smiled through their tears, and thanked God that [she] was well at last……
– from Little Women, Louisa May Alcott
Patient and long-suffering, Lady put up with a lot….
The time finally came to let our beloved family pet, Lady, go. She had been with us for so long that it is hard to remember a time when she wasn’t here. She “grew up” with all of the girls – she was already part of our family when Rebecca was born.
Thirty-five years ago today, two starry-eyed kids said “I do”….
To my wonderful husband, Paul – thank you for all of the special memories, and for making me so incredibly happy.