I can hardly believe it’s been 3 years since this angel flew home to be with his maker, but I try to live and love like he did. I value the memories I have of him. I miss you, William. #illflyaway#bemighty
Sunday 10/14 will be FUN because it involves kids and youth and 🎈🎈🎈Join us for Children’s Sabbath and UMW Sunday and support our Senior High singers! (Thank you Kate Smolick for leading) #childrenssabbath#illflyaway And YES high schoolers there will be cinnamon rolls between worship...
Will wasn't a huge fan of Halloween but he l.o.v.e.d, LOVED, the black eye I created with make up to go with this boxer costume. Some close friends might remember how, in recent years, he would use Halloween make up throughout the year, creating bruises and wounds all over and beam with pride at how good he was getting at making them realistic.
I had to share a side by side of the abs he worked hard to make a reality in the following years. Most recently, he would set a timer for after "the kids" (he referred to his siblings as "the kids"😂) went to bed and he would recruit me to do a "10 minute ab challenge" every night for quite some time, I can still hear his voice "Come on, mom, are you ready?" #weloveyouwillyj#childloss#illflyaway#untilwemeetagain#onedaycloser#grief
Hace ya algún tiempo me tocó llevar a Batman al curro, vivimos locas aventuras, me contaba sus clases de yoga, las disparatadas aventuras de los perros de sus amigos y por supuesto, me tapaba el retrovisor con su Batgancho.
Siempre dije que iba a hacer una serie en flash para ilustrar nuestras aventuras, pero no sé animar en flash (ni de ninguna otra forma) por lo que habrá que conformarse con un par de dibujos.
To My Grandma Lucy
I remember diving to your house in Virginia. The winding roads used to make me carsick, so I would look out the window at the rolling hills with filled with horses, cattle, tobacco fields, old tobacco barns and pick up trucks. We would cross a river and I knew your house would be at the top. With the old water well and big tree swing in the front of the house.
Your big smile and “Hey Girl!” Always warmed my heart.
Your house in Virginia taught me how to be a southern woman in the dixi south! Lol
Playing in the river and searching for American Indian arrow heads on the roads around the tobacco fields. Teaching me how to play cards and how to bake biscuits. And the one time I actually thought I could make a deal with you about if I made biscuits like you, I didn’t have to go to school. Ha! Silly me.
Yet, most of all, I remember you teaching me about god. I remember the first time going to your church on a Virginia mountain side. With old gospel hymns and Sunday school. I remember every story from the Bible you told me and no matter how may times I asked you 50 million questions, you were never aggravated to teach me scripture. Above all your love in god and your ability to fill my never ending inquisitive mind with answers. You had answers and if not you would show me where to read. Your impact and teaching about religion and god, sparked a life long amazement and love for spirituality. I love learning about different beliefs around the world, how similar yet different they are from my own.
Yet, I always have your voice in my mind when it comes to the lord. Your voice telling me stories of what someone did in the Bible and how they handled it. I remember how you loved saving people and bringing them to lord. The way you prayed, laid hands and helped many people find their way. My last prayer with you was one of the most precious moments of my life. A moment I will never forget. Xo,
Will LOVED to tease me and make me laugh. Today some memories randomly flowed of times I exploded with laughter because of something he said or did, with the expectation of such a response. He was quick witted, which is a quality all three of my boys possess and I appreciate tremendously. I can perfectly picture the way his face lit up when he made me laugh like that, how he would bring it up again later for an encore of laughter. Grinning, he was pleased with himself.
Along with accepting that the pain of losing Will is never going to leave, the ability to fully step into the happy memories and suck every bit of goodness out of them in the moment has come, at least in this day or maybe moment. I tend to fall after, sometimes farther, but the sweetness is worth it. #holdon
When I step into this picture in my mind, I can *feel* Will. He is here. My heart speeds up and screeches to a halt and then pauses somewhere in between. Forever pausing somewhere in between...
PS listen to/google lyrics for Beam Me Up by P!ink 💔💙😭
Happy birthday to my guardian angel❤️ his first birthday in heaven and oh how we miss him here, but are so happy that he is no longer in pain and is now singing his praises in Heaven above. Love you Grandpa Don and miss you. Thank you for building a family of strong roots, creating some of our most loved traditions, and sharing values with all of us that will last forever.
I'm the queen at excuses. I'll admit it. I wanted to use my scooter accident as an excuse today. 😂🤓
But this weekend I attended @essential_thrive 's inversion workshop and she said something that resonated and stuck with me. "Just show up" 💖✌🏽️💪🏽
Whether it's 3 minutes...3 hours... Or 18 minutes and 34 seconds (which was this workout in real time)
Just. Show. Up. 💜🙋🏽♀️🤟🏽🤸🏽♀️💪🏽
Thank you, @lolilauren. 😘😘
#justshowup#fireflypose#mylegstillhurts#yogalove#scooteraccident 🎵🎶 @gillianwelchofficial
My heart is heavy after two funerals in 2 days , yet full of love... I got to hug friends I haven’t seen in years and today family as we lost our matriarch of the family 🌹
My boys and I rarely dress up so we took a photo with the sun in our eyes , October so far feels like July here in NC .