Tuesday, April 24, 2012

today my baby j is...




today, my baby j is 3 years old. i guess he's not so baby anymore.

baby j loves when i call him handsome.
baby j dreams of being shark boy when he grows up.
baby j loves food more than anything in the whole world.
baby j is praying for a pair of cowboy boots for his birthday.

baby j. i couldnt imagine our family without you. your right where you belong. i will fight till the end for your safety. your future. FOR YOU.

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

i hope my kids...








i hope my kids are never smart enough to make the honor roll. then i'd be forced to put that horrendous sticker on my car.

if they brought one like this home, it would be up in no time!


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Tuesday, April 10, 2012

a sergeant first class, dressed...



A Sergeant First Class, dressed in his best, approached my door. my arms filled with goose bumps, because it was a scene i had witnessed many times in the movies.

He was here to bring the awful news that stormies biological father had died.

I am still stunned and saddened. I am sad for her. That she will never get to meet him. I'm sad that he took stories of his life and family that we will never know.

We hadnt seen him since stormie was a year and a half. But i would keep tabs on him through myspace, so i always knew where he was stationed and when he was deployed.

My promise to her is to make sure she knows he adored her. His face lit up when he held her. I will repeat his stories of growing up on a farm and riding bulls. My promise to her is to let her know he served his country from the day he turned 18, fought in 2 wars and had been deployed 3 times. My promise to her is to let her know he wanted her. she was not an accident. She was loved by him from the moment they met.

my promise to him is to love her with an overflowing love. forever.