Thursday, December 31, 2009


The idea to write this blog has been bouncing around in my head for quite a while but I guess I wasn't emotionally ready, until now.

My Pappaw had a wonderful life. He had many people who loved and respected him. Among them 2 children (my Daddy and his sister, Amanda), 8 grandchildren and 18 great-grandchildren. What can I say? We're a bunch of breeders! However, this blog is not about his life but rather his death.

On October 2, 2009 my little sister Brittney called to tell me I need to get home to say goodbye. I was a bit in denial so I took my time and waited until the next morning. Truth is though; deep down I was very afraid I was going to be too late.

When I saw my Pappaw I was greatly appreciative for my sister's warning. That was not my Pappaw lying in the hospital bed in the back bedroom of his home. This man was frail and thin. My Pappaw always had an athletic build and was anything but frail. Unfortunately, this man was my Pappaw and he was slowly leaving us. He was actually out of it most of the time but he had moments of lucidity. During one of those moments I told him I loved him and got to hear him say he loved me one last time.

The next few days are still a blur. The hospice nurses were amazing and most of the family helped with Pappaw's care as well. And I must say I have never been prouder of my brothers. At a time when some would have found it easier to sit around feeling sorry for themselves, they (my 4 big brothers) stood up as men. I believe they all at some point had to help change the sheets or change his diaper. My Pappaw was in lots of pain at the end so this caused him great distress. Did I say how proud I was of my brothers? Because I really am! They were able to do these things, not because it was easy or because they have no hearts but because they all have hearts as big as Heaven itself and because the man in that bed was our Pappaw and he needed them!

On Monday, October 5th, Pappaw said his last words and they just happened to be to my youngest, Bridget. He saw her and said "You sure are a pretty little thing, I tell you what." I'll never forget that. That night, My Daddy and I decided to stay through the night and give my Pappaw his meds which at this point meant every hour because they were keeping him fully sedated. Every hour my Daddy and I would give Pappaw his medicine. I'd rub lip balm on Pappaw's lips and my Daddy and I would have a good cry. Every hour. It was an exhausting night. At 3 am my Daddy decided we'd wait until 5 am to give Pappaw more meds so that the 2 of us could get a couple of hours sleep.

At 4:45 am I woke up because I thought I heard someone walk into the den. No one was there and I suddenly had a very uneasy feeling. My plan had originally been to let my Daddy sleep but I suddenly felt as though I needed to wake him. We soon realized Pappaw was taking his last breaths. Mammaw and Amanda woke up, I called my sister and left to go pick her up. My Pappaw passed away before I even left the driveway in the presence of his wife of 62 years and his two children. The way it should have been.

Now, earlier I said I was proud of my brothers but what I'm about to tell you next amazes me still...

When the men from JA Funk Funeral Home were taking my Pappaw to the car they needed help. First, there were the steep front steps and then the completely saturated yard. Two of my brothers (Brian and Brad) stepped forward yet again. With not a complaint and no shed tears, until they closed the hearse. John Allan (my Mammaw's 1st cousin) was very impressed, as was I. My 2 brothers, my sister and myself stood in the driveway and watched as they drove my Pappaw away from his home for the last time on that rainy morning of October 6th.

Until we meet again, Pappaw.  You are missed and loved still.

Brice, Pappaw, Mammaw, Me, Brittney, Brian
Brant, Brad

Cory, Pappaw, Mammaw, Katherine, Me, Bridget, Kaydence, my Daddy

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Our Big Decision

We're going to homeschool! I know, I know, WHAT?! I want to start by stating that I do not have anything at all against public school. The schools in our town are actually great and when we bought our house we bought in this area for a reason. That being said, I feel God has been leading me in this direction for quite some time and I've been ignoring Him and telling him there's no way, no how that homeschooling is ever going to happen with me. Well, He continued to put the information out there, right in front of my face, and yet I continued to ignore Him. He got to be too much to ignore!

At first my thoughts were to go ahead and let Katherine start Kindergarten at public school in the fall but after prayers and discussion with my husband we've decided that if since this is something we are going to do we need to jump in and fully commit. Realize, when I say we I really mean me because my husband has his doubts but trusts God enough to step back. Of course, this was after I told him that he could argue with God all he wanted but I was done with that and thoroughly exhausted from it!

My main worry/concern is how to handle the nay-sayers and the negative comments. I mean, I really shouldn't care what others think but its human nature and I'm terrified! Now hear me clearly, I'm not getting ready to go out and buy denim jumpers or anything of the sort. I'll still be me just me HOMESCHOOLING! That is not a phrase I ever thought I'd see! Of course, like I told my hubby, I also said I'd never drive a minivan but I do and I love it. As people grow and mature they change. I guess I'm going through one of those changes right now.

I could use tons of prayers as we journey into the world of homeschooling and even more prayers as I face the world confident in my decision.


P.S.  I do want comments just remember, if you are ugly or disrespectful that will only reflect poorly on yourself.

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Where does the time go?

Our Katherine turned 5 on November 29th!  We weren't going to do a friend party but at the last minute she decided she wanted to invited people so we managed to get 6 friends here.  I guess thats pretty good for last minute! LOL

Enough of my rambling, let's see pics!

The table

The Cake
(Definitely not my best work but it tasted good!)

A Birthday Call
(From Pop--My Daddy)

The Balloon

There are more pics but they are on the hubby's camera which is at work!


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