For The Love Of Blog Flash Back {May 1, 2008}

Another blast from the past with a sharing of my family blog. Way back when… Before the Dandy blog was even thought of!  Do you like that I’m sharing these?  Should I continue?  It’s all for the love of blog!  The way things used to be.  Life before the Dandy was still dandy. 



Thursday, May 1, 2008

We Miss Gran & Boompa Already!
Banjo had such a fun time with his grandparents and he loves them so much! See how much?  You can also see some of our cute baby gifts in the background.  We are so loved!  My parents came into town the weekend before Banjo  was born and they were such a great help to us. They were a support to us at the hospital, got us all settled back in at home and even made our neglected backyard beautiful…just to name a few!!  My dad was able to stay for a week and my mom stayed to help for an additional week and a half. She just left yesterday and ever since Banjo has been wondering where she is! We can hardly wait until June to see them again.  Isn’t family the best?  Just spending time with family.  THE best.  Thanks again Mom and Dad! Mom and Dad, thank you for planting a garden and the yard decorations and making our home that much more dandy!  We couldn’t have done it without you!!!

So sad to leave Gran at the airport!

5 years ago today…

He was my inspiration for starting this blog.  He loved dandelions, boating, golf, purple martins, penguins, umbrellas, flash lights, “It’s a Small World” at Disney World, collecting owl figurines, bicycling, camping, and so much more.  Most importantly he loved his family and his faith.

Some of my most cherished memories were those of my teenage years.  Those summers I spent bicycling with him to Dairy Queen and fishing off the bridge over the reservoir.  Back then I often wondered why he would want to spend his summer days hanging out with my brother and I when instead he could have been out on the 9th green.  Today I know why.  He cared enough that he wanted to know us.  He cared enough that he wanted us to stay out of trouble.  He cared more than enough.

Today that amazing man has been gone 5 years.  I always thought that time would heal old wounds.  That is not so.  5 years ago my life changed forever.  That can never be completely healed over when the memories seem so fresh.  I think that’s how it’s supposed to be.  A constant reminder that I can have that part of my life again one day.

If I could have but just one wish it would be to see him taking my own children on a bike ride or fishing.  But I know that I will see him again and that I will see just that.  That reality and faith does help to keep the wound from stinging.  Thank you for being such a constant part of my life, Boompa.  You aren’t just a war hero.  You are my hero.  I miss you forever.