We have been back in school for a week and a half now. Alexander is in 5th grade and takes a bus to and from school. Rebekah is in 2nd grade at the new school that opened this year just down the street from us. Elijah is in the afternoon Head Start program at yet a different school and is loving it. We have even had two back to school nights already with just one more to go.
Emma seems to not mind having her brothers and sister gone during the day. I am slowly trying to bring some order back to the house and we are settling, slowly, into a routine. We are back to inline hockey practice on Tuesday nights with two games each Saturday. Ice hockey will start in about a month. And there are other events coming up-the Tri State Fair parade and the Fair itself. Homecoming at WTAMU next month (another parade to attend!). Oh yeah, the NFL season kicks off in just one more week. Hopefully, this will be the Dallas Cowboys' year, especially now that they have a cool, new stadium to play in. This weekend, we will be going to the Boys Ranch Rodeo.
Fall has always been my favorite time of year. While most people, especially my husband Matt, would get spring fever, I usually got autumn fever, usually in August. This year, I just haven't gotten it though. Not sure why. I hope once we get past Labor Day weekend and NFL games start and the Rangers try to make the baseball playoffs, well maybe the feeling will hit me. I guess it is just still hard to get used to the changes in my life even though we have been back in Texas for a year now. Or maybe it is a sign of my age. Turning 40 in just a couple of months does come to mind.
Another school year, changing seasons, getting older...sometimes this stretch of the highway is going by too fast.
Stacey
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
15 years ago
I cross my heart
And promise to
Give all I got to give
To make all your dreams come true.
In all the world
You'll never find
A love as true as mine.
--Saturday, August 20, 1994
Monday, August 17, 2009
Welcome to life's highway
Welcome to my journey along life's highway.
I thought I would begin by giving you a little background. I was born and raised in the great state of TEXAS. In fact, I lived in my hometown for the first 29 years of my life. Ten years ago, my husband of almost five years and I moved ourselves to St. Louis, Missouri so he could begin his education and training at Concordia Seminary to become a Lutheran pastor. We took with us a car, a pickup, a cat and a schnauzer, our 6 month old son, and everything we owned.
Four years later, Matt graduated and was called to be the sole pastor of a Lutheran church in Cleveland, Ohio. Once again, we moved ourselves, our 4 year old son, our 1 year old daughter, a car, a minivan, two dogs and a cat, and everything we owned to Cleveland.
After living in Cleveland for five years, I moved back to Texas last summer with my four kids-Alexander, then age 9; Rebekah, age 6; Elijah, age 3 and Emma, almost 2 years old. My beloved rottweiler and Matt's beloved schnauzer had passed away but we still had the cat and I had added a chihuahua to the family. The black Ford F-150 pickup was being brought to Texas to be sold to Matt's sister. I had the Honda Odyssey mini-van packed to capacity. A moving company was hired to move everything we owned back to our hometown.
It was the first move that Matt didn't organize and execute himself. He couldn't. He was already home. In Heaven, safe in Jesus' arms of love. Matt passed away in his sleep on a cold, rainy day in February 2008. The story of that sad day, well I will save it for another time, another entry.
In the last 15 years, the highway of life has taken many twists and turns. There have been hills and valleys, sunshine and storms, many miles traveled. There is now definitely a before and an after in relation to Matt's unexpected death. I have adjusted as best I can but life will never be the same because I have lost my traveling companion. My story is not all sad. Everything is just different now. There will be many memories to reflect upon and share.
And the journey down life's highway continues.
Stacey
I thought I would begin by giving you a little background. I was born and raised in the great state of TEXAS. In fact, I lived in my hometown for the first 29 years of my life. Ten years ago, my husband of almost five years and I moved ourselves to St. Louis, Missouri so he could begin his education and training at Concordia Seminary to become a Lutheran pastor. We took with us a car, a pickup, a cat and a schnauzer, our 6 month old son, and everything we owned.
Four years later, Matt graduated and was called to be the sole pastor of a Lutheran church in Cleveland, Ohio. Once again, we moved ourselves, our 4 year old son, our 1 year old daughter, a car, a minivan, two dogs and a cat, and everything we owned to Cleveland.
After living in Cleveland for five years, I moved back to Texas last summer with my four kids-Alexander, then age 9; Rebekah, age 6; Elijah, age 3 and Emma, almost 2 years old. My beloved rottweiler and Matt's beloved schnauzer had passed away but we still had the cat and I had added a chihuahua to the family. The black Ford F-150 pickup was being brought to Texas to be sold to Matt's sister. I had the Honda Odyssey mini-van packed to capacity. A moving company was hired to move everything we owned back to our hometown.
It was the first move that Matt didn't organize and execute himself. He couldn't. He was already home. In Heaven, safe in Jesus' arms of love. Matt passed away in his sleep on a cold, rainy day in February 2008. The story of that sad day, well I will save it for another time, another entry.
In the last 15 years, the highway of life has taken many twists and turns. There have been hills and valleys, sunshine and storms, many miles traveled. There is now definitely a before and an after in relation to Matt's unexpected death. I have adjusted as best I can but life will never be the same because I have lost my traveling companion. My story is not all sad. Everything is just different now. There will be many memories to reflect upon and share.
And the journey down life's highway continues.
Stacey
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