Proud Parents/Pride Award Winner

Sitting in the car line at my son’s school, waiting to pick him up, I received a call from his principal. Now, I’m nervously waiting for her to tell me some sort of bad news, and thinking well at least I’m already here 🤦 the common pleasantries are exchanged and she assures me this is a good news phone call. What I am told next blows my mind and brings tears of joy to my eyes! Our son, our very own smarty pants, has scored the highest mathematics score of his entire 5th grade class and earned himself a PRIDE AWARD! And so awesome is this award that he gets to get dressed up, hear his name called out on stage, shake the superintendent’s hand and have his picture taken with him, then receive a trophy with his very own name on it!!

Mathematics PRIDE Award Winner

I’m not sure how we could be more proud of Ric than we are right now but, I’m positive he’ll give us many more opportunities to find out!

Customary family picture. We all shine up nicely if I do say so myself✨

Clearly as his parents we hope this is a magnificent sign of things to come in the future! Our son doesn’t like when I talk about it but when he was a toddler there was a time when his doctor and ourselves were concerned that he could possibly be autistic. For about a six-month period we had a behavioral therapist come out once a week to work with him, she always said she looked forward to it because he was one of the smartest kids she had ever encountered. As time went on she began to believe his intelligence was the reason we were facing some of the problems we were facing with him. Lol. Kids. He’s never been ‘like the other kids’ and that is one of our biggest blessings!

He was gifted with an incredible mind! He’s never been treated like he was different than anyone else and looking at him today you would never know the troubles we faced during his toddler years. God knows what he’s doing, just have faith.

On the look out for our Principal. The nervous excitement is setting in.
She’s been spotted!
Let’s do this!
Proud Mom and Dad
Father and son

I’m very thankful I was blessed with a good spoonie day for the award ceremony at Ruth Eckerd Hall either that or I was just so excited about my baby boy earning a pride award for mathematics 🤷 either way it was an amazing feeling. My husband and I beaming with pride! I feel extremely fortunate that the Lord chose me to be his mother.

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Never Lose Faith there is Always a Way

“Past me” has managed yet again to send an inspiring message to “present me” only past me knows how much “present me” needed this today!!! I remember when I took this pic life was easier, it was two years ago and I was at work (man how I miss that some days) washing boats at a boat dealers lot. I wasn’t having the best day, but this little weed poked through the concrete changed my perspective. Who would have thought this little yellow weed that popped up in my fb newsfeed 2yrs later to give me hope for my current situation.

Growing Pains

When I was a child I would spend every weekend with my grandmother. It was my favorite part of the week. She would take me to Publix and buy me carrot cake and let us pick what was for dinner my sister and I and just all-around dote on us for a whole two days. I remember sometimes at night I would have terrible pain in my legs, and she would rub them, and try to make me feel better. She told me they were just growing pains, and I remember wondering why growing hurt so bad. I don’t fault her for not knowing the pain I  was having was actually a sign of the condition I am now diagnosed with, Chiari malformation. My skull is not big enough for my brain. I look back over my life and I see the signs so clearly. The pattern is so plainly insight now, with each new level of pain I would be in agony and then I would get used to that level and it became just another part of my life. Until the next new level of pain would come. I would wonder what the hell is wrong with me. And then I would get used to the pain again. I’ve done this for 33 years, until a few months ago when I simply couldn’t get out of bed.. when you think about it almost every type of growth hurts at first. Growth pushes us out of our comfort zone. It gets us ready for the next level. It makes us wiser, and lets us be the most authentic version of ourselves. 

Nature Helps to Fill My Cup

Enjoying the beauty of nature with one of my favorite guys

We made it out to one of our favorite places today, Sawgrass Lake. This is something we were supposed to be doing all summer, but, unfortunately I can rarely find the energy for outings like this unless my husband is along for the ride. I was determined today! And thankfully mother nature abliged and kept the rain at bay.

Serenity at it’s best!

We had lofty hopes the heat wouldn’t be to terrible.. Who were we kidding?? It is the end of June in Florida after all. We were just lucky to have a breeze that was not carrying a storm straight for us!

He is no longer amused, and I don’t blame him.

We decide after an hour that it’s best we start heading back to the air conditioning. We saw two baby gators, a handful of turtles, a few birds I’d like to call ducks but they don’t quite fit the bill, and one rather large racoon who is clearly not having any trouble finding food.  

Small black “duck” in the distance
I plan to have as many good days as possible before surgery becomes an even larger reality. With an uncertain future looming in the distance, I am at least able to rest assured on some very lovely truths; 

  1. I am deeply loved
  2. I will not ever be alone, no matter how alone I may feel
  3. And, His Grace is sufficient for me

I find the truth in that, for even as I write I can hear the sky coming to life. 

The sky is coming to life, and we are safe inside.

I like to believe the good Lord knew how badly I needed into nature today, and it was He that kept the rain at bay so that I could refill my cup today.

Afternoon Jam 🎸 Break Watch “Sweet Indian Child of Mine | Baiju Dharmajan | Girish Pradhan” on YouTube

     Good afternoon! I hope it is a good afternoon for you all! 

     I came across this little gem on my morning facebook scroll. I’ve always loved the song Sweet Child of Mine, it makes me think of my daughter and her stunning blue eyes. 

     So when I came across this I was impressed. It took me on a happy stroll down memory lane as I thought about how it made me think of my son now as well. His eyes are not blue like his sisters. They are a deep, soulful brown, but none the less, he is my sweet child.

     I appreciate people who are unconventional. Outside the box. I think we should be so ‘US’, so ourselves, that it is undeniable! Anyway. I hope you enjoy!

https://youtu.be/Sweet Child O’ Mine Cover

     And enjoy the rest of your day!🎶

Sweet Child O’ Mine

Guns N’ Roses

Lyrics

She’s got a smile it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I’d stare too long
I’d probably break down and cry

Oh, oh, oh
Sweet child o’ mine
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Sweet love of mine

She’s got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
Where as a child I’d hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by

Oh, oh, oh
Sweet child o’ mine
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Sweet love of mine

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Sweet child o’ mine
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Sweet love of mine

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Sweet child o’ mine
Oh,
Sweet love of mine…