Happy Birthday TATUM

 

8 years ago today…. I was given a LUCKY CHARM.

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What a gift, and what a SPECIAL GIRL for this world!

She is funny, smart, goofy, creative, and all those things together that make a LUCKY CHARM, LUCKY…with her in by my side each day the sun rises and the moon takes over I find my breathing, in and out, soft controlled and metered.  She brings me soft seas, and calm winds every time I look into her beautiful blue eyes.  I had two beautiful boys who bring me the joy of only two boys can, and I have a daughter, who brings me a vision of a better version of myself.

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LUCKY CHARM, thank you for all you do for me each day by being YOURSELF…I learn EVERYDAY to be my “best self” because of you….

I LOVE YOU!!

 

Happy Birthday……MOM

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Happy Birthday Logan…..

Today Logan is nine…

I am fine…I am as any other mother would be, happy and thoughtful…and living in the past..each hour as the day proceeds, I remember……the day he was born…

 

I look at him today and am happy to see his face shining and growing toward the ever certainty of adulthood..

He is such an amazing child…a soft hard with strong convictions…

A loving mind with high expectations….

Each year he has been with me I have grown stronger…

Each day he stands by my side I am able…

Each time I touch his face with my hand….

I remember….

the day he looked at me..straight from my gut…..and said with his eyes “Hi, my name is Logan”.

He is so certain he is Logan I believe him, I watch him closely and let him decide…his next move day after day…moment by moment…

not only what he wants from the world, but what he is willing and interested in taking…

HAPPY BIRTHDAY my dear, my ROCK…you are what gets me through the day when I need to understand the day is worth getting through.

 

Carrying on darling and grow into the MAN you came into this world already knowing…YOU WERE MEANT TO BE

 

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You will always be my little hula boy….no matter how old you are and no matter how far way you go from me…my arms will be open wide when you return….with LOVE, nothing but PURE LOVE.

I LOVE YOU,

MOM

Sandy Beach….Good Memories, Good Times…

Summer coming to an end is so similar to the last chapter of a good book I can’t help but be a tad disappointed.  It’s exciting to see the number of pages are less than what you started out with, but sad the “story” is coming to an end.

 

 

However, I like to think “the story” is ongoing and the ending is up for grabs….

 

 

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happy sea times…and crossing our fingers for a productive school year for all involved as the story of the Anderson’s continue….next book to be out in Fall 2015…

Thanks to all our family and friends for their on going support and encouragement….the saga continues, but I get SMARTER EVERYDAY!

 

I have a blank canvas sitting in front of my face and I am working on trying to figure out what to do with it….

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there is something about being BLANK…the possibilities…swimming in an abyss of …

WHAT IF?

 WHAT IF ….I decide to..

DO THIS?…

OR

DO THAT?

Choices…

…INSTANTLY a change…

to the path of my story…

The STORY of A LIFE TIME….

Being BLANK is to touch the face of FREEDOM…

I feel like a flying bird catching a ride on the winds of a storm before the rain falls …

Everything ahead…

Leaving all things behind…

A moment to capture only when the courage arrives like a stranger at the your door knocking.. kindly saying with his hand stretched out…

 “follow me”.

I have nothing to lose…

I have all the possibilities in the universe right now…

BLANK…

WHAT IF?

I now have to DIG…DEEP DOWN…in this MOMENT and LOOK…BE OPEN…and FIND…

my TRUTH….

for this hour, this day, this minute, this time and CREATE…

SOMETHING…

that helps tell my

STORY…

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another day of the STORY of STEPH….

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MISSING IN ACTION….

 

I move constantly

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Bending over… picking up

Wiping windows, making beds, sweeping floors… left to right

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I move on purpose –action in motion

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But something is MISSING

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Something deep down is dormant

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A seed of change ?

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A nugget of gold perhaps?

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Missing in action is defining me–an “action figure” that’s what I am today…

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Suuuuupppppeeeerrr MOM SAVES THE DAY!!

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Bending over, picking up, hanging clothes, making beds, teaching the same slogans day in and day out…

 

“An apple a day keeps the doctor away”

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“Brush your teeth before they rot”

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“Wash your hands, AND USE SOAP!”

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“Happiness doesn’t come on a dollar bill”

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“Love yourself first” and on and on…

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Days with my children are fleeting….Each one of these little souls are growing into their own Being of LIFE

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A LIFE of their own….

 

A LIFE in ACTION

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Missing in Action is actually not so bad ….

when you sit down like now talking to you…. It centers me and forces me to focus…take a moment to gather my thoughts on a hot summer day…

“NOTHING is MISSING”  my inner voice whispers

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It’s the ACTION of LOOKING INSIDE that ALWAYS SAVES THE DAY.