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Danigirl posted this question on her blog yesterday, so I thought I would give it a whirl. Bear with me as there many things around my house that remind me to be blissful or that life is precious, so I will have to pick a few.

First off is my mantel. It isn’t really supposed to look like this it was temporary, but I haven’t put up the little shelves that are supposed to house all these little trinkets so for now they sit on my mantel. It is my reminder of the beach, my happy place, my home away from home. Each of the little blocks of wood represent a store or restaurant in Rehoboth Beach. They are called “Cat’s Meow” and they are supposed to sit ontop of doorframes. In our new homes here there are no door frames on the main level to hold the “Cat’s Meow”. The first time I bought one was the first year I took my husband to the beach, and we add on every year. Sometimes I buy two if they are little ones, and once in a while my Mom will bring one home for me. Anytime of the year I can look at my little beach and feel that I am in my happy place.

Above my mantel hangs a mirror made of an old barn window. My Uncle made this for my Husband and I as a wedding gift. It has so many special meanings that I will tear up just writing this. My Uncle never went to any family weddings (of all the cousins), he did not even attend his own kids weddings. Our wedding was the first one he was going to attend. We were getting married on his Birthday. He remembered that I said I loved the mirror he made for his daughter so he made us one and put a scripture on the bottom (Matthew 19:6). My Uncle went into the hospital the day before my wedding and passed away a few months later (from lukemia and other ailments he didn’t know he had). Some days when life seems to be a bit rough I stand in front of the mirror and think of him, he always makes me smile.

This crazy painting was done by our oldest. He was ten when he painted it. It was hanging on his mother’s fridge and one day when my Husband was picking him up he said how much he liked it. That year for Father’s day my Husband received it framed and wrapped up. It is special in so many ways, the only Father’s day gift he has received from our oldest guy and the only time his mother actually helped him put one together. I know so many parents that have boxes and boxes of artwork from their kids. We only have a small folder from our oldest and all of it was done at our place. This is the only thing we have that he did at school. It is so wonky and crazy and I love it.

I have so many more, but these few little tidbits are some of the brightest spots in my house, so I thought I would share them.

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The Search is Over

Sadly, I must report that the search for Jennifer is now over. Yesterday they found a body. And I prayed with all my heart that it was not her. I prayed that she would arrive home last night alive and full of life. But, that was not to be. She was identified today. So now the search continues, for clues, for information, for reasons, for her killers.

It is such a sad thing, but I am happy for one thing. Her parents won’t spend the rest of their lives wondering if she will walk in the door. They have her back and they can lay her to rest.

Although I did not know her, I grieve her loss. I greive as a Mother, as a Woman, as a Resident of her comunity.

My prayers go out to her family and to the Officers that will work hard to bring her killers to justice. My hope is that all parents that have heard of Jennifer, think twice before letting their kids walk home after dark.

Let her death not be in vain, let us all learn something.

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A Salute to Working Moms

I like to keep busy and am always looking for ways to work from home. I am currently working on some event planning for a former Boss. Most of the work can and is done from home, today was the Event Day, which I had to attend.

My youngest has been waking since 5am since he was born, this week however, he has been sleeping in. Today he woke up at 5:45am, which only gave us a half an hour before I had to get ready. Once we had finished our breakfast and I had my first cup of coffee, it was off to get ready. Dad had to wake up (an hour and a quarter early) which he is not used to. So we all got ready together. It was all I could do to keep from crying and it was only a day! I think my husband was thinking maybe I should do this everyday, but after my exhausted self lay on the couch all evening, it is possible he changed his mind.

I have to raise my glass to all the women out there, with toddlers, who go to work everyday. Getting everyone out the door and coming home to make dinner. I really truly don’t think I could do it. I would be a blubbering mess I am sure.

Cheers!

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