TGIF..what a long week..
On Saturday I attended the 1st birthday party of my 10th grand child Adriana Jean. Just a small gathering of 100 or so of her family and friends after the party I took 4 grand daughters home with me; we made a campfire, had hot dogs, smores and told scary stories. On Sunday they washed my car and the oldest cut the grass.
On Tuesday after a long emotional day at 4:28pm Peyton Elizabeth made her entrance into the world. 5lbs 11 oz and 18in long. She is perfectly healthy and so is her Mom. Great big hugs and thanks you's to all of you who thought of us and sent prayers our way. She is gorgeous and perfect. (and very loud for a tiny thing). Scroll all the way down to get a peek at her and Adriana! The rest of my week was very fragmented..grandson's baseball game(they won) grand daughters softball game they won 11-10 and ended their season undefeated (of course the playoffs will mess with at week at the shore)hospital visits to snuggle and bond with Peyton.(Heavenly) Other than that having Peyton's 4 year old sister in tow all week I did not get much writing done so I will have to catch up. Now I am off to spirit day at 7 year old grand daughters school (she is also Peyton's big sister).
The funniest thing this week..Avery the 4 year old when we were leaving the hospital the second day she said "Mom-Mom I am so so happy my sister had some close on today" Boy was it tough explaining the whole birthday suit concept! Have a positive and powerful week everyone. And thank you again Mrs. 4444. Scroll down for her link.
They say every face in a crowd has a story to tell, this is my story..
The news shows and newspapers all called it 'Road Rage'. To me that sounded like a disease, an affliction that can make you kill. A sorry excuse to take the claw end of a hammer and slam it repeatedly into the skull of a human being. In April of 1999 my little brother passed away. Doesn't passed away sound so gentle, even normal? David's death was neither. It was murder. He was found lying in a strangers driveway in a pool of blood. He had been punched, stomped and beaten over his entire body. I still have so many questions. I wrote this book at first for therapy and then for answers. I have found a few. I mainly realized l lost a brother tragically and senselessly. Like every other face in the crowd I have a story..and I want to share my story with you! PUBLICATION DATE TO BE ANNOUNCED LATE SUMMER/EARLY FALL :)