Monday, January 21, 2008


Okay, so I've got the awful cold, the trip planned to go help out Grandma who just got back home after being hospitalized for three weeks, and the forecast says "snow." In Alabama, this is serious business! And in my house, it is especially serious business because it hasn't snowed here since Eric was a newborn baby 8 years ago. So. We waited and watched. By bedtime Friday night, it was cold but no white stuff. By 8:30 Saturday morning, there was lots of slushy ice, but still no bonafide snow. Eric, being a good spirited kid, played quite happily in the ice, packed some away in the freezer, and got in the van to go. About 45 minutes down the road, it's snowing FOR REAL! We zip into a rest area along with a few other families and stake out our spot. Eric says, "It's the best day of my life!" Now all you moms out there know it doesn't get any better than that. I only wish big brothers Daniel and Andrew and hubby Paul had been along to romp with us. Sigh. But they got their chance. It snowed at our house for a couple of hours and I'm told snowballs were flying all over the place.
Now if I can just lick this cold. And if Grandma will find the strength to get out of bed...

"Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.”

-Lao Tzu, founder of Taoism


  1. Yea for snow!! The pictures are beautiful!! I hope you and you Grandmother feel better soon!!

  2. Irene,

    Great pictures! I can just see the excitement in Eric's face. So wonderful!

    I am so sorry about your grandmother. I do understand as I went through a similar time with my grandma several years ago. It seemed that as she got older, she became ill every winter, and since my dad moved her to an assisted-living facility that was only five minutes away from me, I ended up being her caretaker. Having been ill myself, the stress of taking care of her, while I was trying to take care of my girls and myself really took its toll. She passed away on my birthday, two years ago, but she was ready to go. She was 91 years old, and had always been a very strong, independent woman. She always told me that she didn't want to live in the condition that she was in.

    I pray that your grandmother is finding the strength to get out of bed and to begin moving. I also hope that you are feeling better. Sounds like you came down with a whopper of a cold!

    With healing hugs,


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