Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Life is Short


"Life is Short" We have heard it said, and we have said it ourselves.  This past month I have really been focused on that thought with the recent loss of my father and a couple of class mates from high school.  While, I am sad at the passing of my father I have such a great joy of the relationship I had.  My father was a very driven, honest hard working man.  I have seen his anger as well as his compassion. He was a die hard marine through and through. He taught me a lot about living and how to rise above adversity.  He taught me about being fare and honest and taught me how to love. 

Through his illness and life, I came to truly realize that I should never go without telling the people that I love, how much they mean to me. To always tell them I love them, even when  I don't feel like it. To encourage them, to lift them up when they are down. To spend quality time with them and to just love them. Love them for whom they are and never try to change them.

At his memorial service this month, I had the wonderful opportunity to hear stories upon stories about my father from his friends. I knew what a special man he was, after all he was my father. But, to hear and see what a special man he was to everyone else is a treasure. My father would let you know in a heart beat what he thought. He was a straight shooter and you knew where he was coming from.  Christina, my Dad's wife made a comment about my father and his feelings. I responded by stating " I understand that, I feel the same way. I guess I am my father's daughter and the apple doesn't fall to far from the tree." 
My eldest son John immediately commented " Tree.... Mom your the entire orchard....."   
It felt good to laugh under such circumstances. 

Remember, life is short, life is sweet, life is good beneath our feet. Go out be a shining example of what all life has to give us.  Remember your loved ones, here and gone. Remember to tell them you love them.  While I may miss my father here on earth, one day I will see him in heaven.  I Love you Dad.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

It's Been A long Time....


I had the good intentions of writing every month, well as you can see it did not happen. It seems that life really does get in the way. Birthday parties, vacation, holidays, visiting the grandchildren, vacation, oops I did mention that at least once before.  This past year has been very busy. 

 I had the wonderful opportunity to take several vacations. I was able to go to Ormand Beach with some girlfriends. And along the way we went to Disney World. Three grown women riding all the rides and just having fun as if we we're teenagers. I sometimes think that I am going through a second childhood, since I turned 50.

I went to Saint Augustine with my oldest son and his family. What a wonderful time spending it with them taking in Florida's history with them. My grandson, Luke loves history, forts and any information about the American Indians. 

I was back up in the Atlanta area at Thanksgiving, visiting my father. However on the way up I made a quick stop over in Old Town Florida to visit my son and grandchildren.  I was 30 minutes away from getting in the car for my trek to GA. when I fell and broke my wrist. It was quite an adventure, even though I was in a lot of pain I was able to remain claim and in control. My son, John took me to the ER in Gainesville Fl. (which was an hour away) and we had all of the wonderful x-rays and xmas done to be told what I already knew. That my wrist was broken.  Who would have ever guessed that considering, my wrist was twisted out of shape, swollen and in pain.  I guess only Doctors can officially tell us these things.  Anyway, I received a temporary split, and back to my sons.  My daughter-in-law, changed her plans and drove me to Atlanta so that I could have my vacation and to see my father. They had planed on joining me later on in the week anyway.  The Lord was good and worked everything out.

I was back on the road again to see my youngest son, David in Orlando in December. We went to Disney to be a part of Mickey's Very Merry Christmas.  Lots of fun.....

I also was able to more time off around Christmas to be with my sons and their family in north Florida.  Somewhere in between the vacations I did work. Actually, I worked alot.  Life is still great and I still give God all of the Glory.  Take care, I will try not to take so long next time to write.


Love Rosemary

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Happy Valentine's Day


Happy Valentine's Day
You have to love this. Today is Valentine's Day, February 14, 2008. This morning when I was going about my usual routine getting ready for work I found my Valentine Day's gift.  A beautiful card and this cute bunny.  What does a bunny have to do with love and hearts? It has everything to do with love.  My husband and I were at a restaurant last month, I saw this bunny and laughed so hard I cried. My husband took a mental note of my laughter and joy and thought this would be a great Valentine Day gift. Now of course, I don't think he quite got the concept that this bunny is singing, "Here Comes Peter Cotton Tail". All he was thinking of  "My wife will love this".  After all I was enjoying the bunny very much.

 Thank you, Robert for being so sweet.

 Happy Valentine Day.

May everyone find the Peace of God and love in your heart.

Rosemary


The Colonel 

He stands straight and tall when you meet him.

He walks with the authority of a man on mission.

 He can see right through you with those piercing blue eyes;

And he even knows what you are thinking.

 

This man has been able to evoke fear

in the hearts of men across the country.

The boardroom becomes quite

when he enters in silently and swiftly.

 

He never takes no for an answer and is always in charge.

 

He will tell you

that all a man really has is his word of honor.

With out your word you are nothing.

 

Who is this man?

 

This man is The Colonel.

 

His friends call him The Colonel;

Especially from those who have known him for a lifetime.

I’m surprised that they never called him The General.

Isn’t a General higher than a Colonel?

 

After all, he is always in Charge.

 

Don’t turn your back on him.

He doesn’t forget.

He has the mind of a steel trap.

 

He is always referred to as “The Colonel” in our conversation.

 

When I was a child, I remember the glare.

Never could you escape the glare of The Colonel.

Never look away.

Never move or squirm.

Always stand at attention.

Wait for his orders.

Beds made with military corners.

Quarters bouncing off the linen.

White glove inspections.

 

Who is this man?

 

This man is The Colonel.

 

He is generous.

He is loving.

He is caring.

He is giving.

He is intelligent.

He is handsome.

He is wise.

 

Who is this man?

 

This man is the Colonel

 

He is The Colonel to his friends

He is The Colonel to his Grandkids

He is The Colonel to his great Grandchildren.

 

He is The Colonel.

 

For Me,

I simply know him as Dad.

Your loving daughter,

Rosemary