3.27.2009--a double post

I have a few things to say for today. I want to start with a thing that Connor does.

Can you tell that it was an apple? With the core mostly eaten? Yep-that would be how he eats his apples. A few minutes after this photo, all that was left was the seeds he had spit out. I wonder how many seeds he swallowed? I have tried to cut his apples up so he doesn't eat the core. He doesn't like it because the apple starts to brown so quickly and he thinks that it's yucky. Umm- I think my son is confused! The quick browning of an apple (still edible) vs. the core. I dunno. Seems obvious to me but then again, I am not a 3-year-old testosterone filled,dirt loving, non-napping, tool wearing, tractor fanatical boy. Which I absolutely adore!

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The second part of my post is not a light subject. But I had to mention it. It has been on my mind a lot. Today is an anniversary of sorts. Not the kind you celebrate. The kind you mourn. Many years ago (28 to be exact) my father died from an accident. My twin and I were only 2 and half. My brother wasn't even two yet. I still think of him. I never really got to know him and yet, I miss him. I miss the things he should have been there for. You know, like, sending us off to school, coming to our graduation, walking us down the aisle, visiting with grandchildren, etc. Now, I know I am who I am today because of the course of how my life has played out. I wouldn't trade it for anything. I know that God works the way he does for reasons. But, I do wonder if my dad can see me now. I wonder if he was there the day I got hit by a bus and if he carried me to safety? I only had a small concussion and a little road rash. It could've been so much worse. I wonder if he is the reason my niece that was born 16 weeks premature is now a completely "normal" 13-year-old? Did he hold her and help her heal with God's grace? Was my dad there when we came so close to losing Shayne at 20 weeks of pregnancy? Was he there when I got married and cried because he wasn't?

I would like to think so. I would like to think that he watches over me every now and then. I would like to think that I am a better person for him. I hope he is proud.

I miss you Dad. Please continue to watch over me and your grand-children.

Always-

Debbie