Monday, July 16, 2018
Monday, April 30, 2018
Yes it's raining again today in Valdez.
Yes rain showers bring flowers.
Blah-dy Blah-dy Blah-dy Blahhhhh .....
It's possible I could be done with this weather.
And yet I must remember that it's only weather.
Here’s the view from my deck.
This is the only color I have seen in the sky for days.
All of this rain will make for a very green summer here.
I can live with that.
Here’s to welcoming a new month starting tomorrow!
Monday, March 26, 2018
This post draft was created in August 2017 … I just noticed that I never posted it. I can’t delete it … this is a wonderful memory, so I’ll share it.
We are now living in Valdez.
This is where I was born and raised.
Mom still lives in the house my dad built for us.
And my children get to grow up in this place!
I am thrilled!!!!!!!
The week our belongings were delivered, Payton told me that when he looks outside, he sees what before he would only find in a National Geographic magazine. He even said it’s more green than he had ever seen before!
Yes it is son. This is truly one of the most beautiful places on earth.
photo taken 08/15/2017 from my deck – baby eagle
Tuesday, February 13, 2018
The weather in Anchorage that morning started out sunny and clear. After enjoying a Saturday morning of "jammie time" with the boys, breakfast and play (I even did some scrapbooking), we ventured out for a few errands.
Accomplishment - documented memories:
This photo was taken about noon near Potter's Marsh on Saturday, February 13, 2010:
This was the view Alan captured on his cell phone that day:
It was simply beautiful. Much like the weather I'm experiencing today in Valdez:
Alan left early that Saturday morning headed to Moose Pass to enjoy a ride in the back country with friends. No one suspected how this day would change all of our lives.
As I sit at my desk and type (when I should be working instead), I think of all of the many friends Alan had - the people he loved and cherished - and I am sad for them. I hurt knowing that they miss him too. Their lives are changed just as ours did.
Alan was one to pick up the phone at odd times to follow through on a thought of a friend. He would call and just check in to say "What's going on?" and hear their voice. He always wanted people to know that he cared. His friends aren't getting those calls any more. Their lives are very different because of his passing.
The boys are learning and growing and living every day just as he would want I believe. They look like him and often remind me of him in the way they walk and talk. For many years the boys and I would laugh about something funny and imagine what Alan would have said about it. We would enjoy looking at photos and sharing our memories of him in our lives.
Recently Payton made a comment that he really didn't know his dad because he was so young when Alan passed. Jarrett has said many times that he doesn't remember things like Payton does. This is all understandable.
What's most difficult for me is that I can't do much about it.
Today is just another day. And life goes on. It really does. Even when grief slams us to a screeching halt, life goes on. We often feel that life goes on for everyone else and it seems it has stopped for us. But life goes on for us too.
And for this I am grateful.
Because life goes on, I have met someone to share my life with. I have met someone worth going through the ups and downs of emotions - the challenges of living with another person when you don't always agree - and the opportunity to share the good and the not so good. All of this because life really does go on.
I try smile and greet every new day with a positive outlook because I am truly grateful for the life I am living ... but today I'm sad.
It is my wish that those who miss Alan will think of him and remember something funny he did or said and enjoy that memory.
It is my wish that you remember the legacy Alan left behind and live life to the fullest.
Thursday, May 18, 2017
In a Huffington Post article dated November 4, 2010, Wendy Strgar wrote:
"We reveal ourselves most honestly and intimately in the smallest of interactions and the tiny incidents of daily routines."
I agree with her statement. These small moments are the stuff life is made of ... the bits and pieces that are the big picture. If we don't pay attention to them, we miss out on the incredible journey. And isn't the journey more important than the destination???
I am paying more attention to the details lately. I am using my big camera more to take photos with instead of just my phone. I am driving in the car without the radio turned on. And we are trying to get more "wind down" time in the evenings in our house.
Because these details are our lives.
Friday, December 2, 2016
I know ... many people say that.
But really ...
"The days are long, but the years are short."
(quote courtesy Gretchen Rubin - spot on!!)
Each day we go to school, go to work, do homework, pay bills, eat, clean up, do laundry, play basketball, write notes to friends, shop for groceries, and somewhere in there try to rest and sleep and daydream. Then the next day we wake and do it all again. And while I understand this is how most people's lives roll with children similar in age to mine ...
... this is not enough for me ...
I am not documenting the daily moments that make up the big picture.
And I miss it.
So where to go from here???
Today is a brand new day. There may be clouds. It may look dark when you walk outside. But look up! The sky really is the limit!!!! You've never seen this day before so go out and get in it!!!!!!!!!!!!
And decide that you ARE MORE THAN worth it!
Wednesday, August 10, 2016
We arrived in Anchorage very early on Saturday morning, July 16th. Since then we have seen a bunch of friends, started getting settled in our new home, had friends visit even, traveled to a few places, and attended the wedding of the year.
We have much to be thankful for …
We have done a fair amount of driving over the past few weeks. During this time I’ve noticed some things that I may have (slightly) forgotten while living out of state for the past three years …
First, even though it’s pouring down rain outside and you can barely see neighbors across the street because it’s so socked in, the water hitting the roof is a beautiful sound.
Also, people often drive slower than the speed limit up here in the summer because of the beauty that is Alaska. While I totally understand that, I still curse the rubber-neckers.
The mosquitos did not relocate despite my wishing this with all of my might. And apparently the yellow jackets have over-produced. (major understatement)
Being on the water (the ocean, the harbor, the river) is just as wonderful as I remember. Even better now.
Summer in Alaska is warm. Comfortable. Even hot some days. And the air is fresh. And the rain is beautiful!
The love that is family – and friends that are family – lives on despite years or miles or even experiences. My ties in Alaska run deep. Even though not all ties have been cultivated, they still exist.
Before I forget, here are some photos showing where our travels have taken us:
It’s interesting to be able to say this even though we don’t yet have furniture in our new home … and we’re floating along the water in Prince William Sound …
but I feel grounded.