Declan's 1st Month
A video tribute to the little man who stole our hearts :-). Happy 1 month buddy, we love you!
http://youtu.be/puzdtG5b25k
http://youtu.be/puzdtG5b25k
What Do Babies Dream About
02-22-12
Since the first time Declan fell asleep I always wondered what he dreamt about...my guess was Heaven. When he smiled I thought maybe God was telling him a joke or he ran into his Great Pop-Pop Kelly who was full of wit & loved a good laugh. When Declan frowned or got sad I imagined it was God telling him it was time to leave Heaven and come into our lives. I mean I can't blame Declan for being sad about leaving Heaven, how could I? This morning I came across the most beautiful poem and I thought I would share it:
A baby asked God, "They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow, but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?"
"Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you."
The child further inquired, "But tell me, here in heaven I don't have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy."
God said, "Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you. And you will feel your angel's love and be very happy."
Again the child asked, "And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me if I don't know the language?"
God said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak."
"And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?"
God said, "Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray."
"Who will protect me?"
God said, "Your angel will defend you even if it means risking it's life."
"But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore."
God said, "Your angel will always talk to you about Me and will teach you the way to come back to Me, even though I will always be next to you."
At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, "God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel's name."
"You will simply call her, 'Mom.'"
Since the first time Declan fell asleep I always wondered what he dreamt about...my guess was Heaven. When he smiled I thought maybe God was telling him a joke or he ran into his Great Pop-Pop Kelly who was full of wit & loved a good laugh. When Declan frowned or got sad I imagined it was God telling him it was time to leave Heaven and come into our lives. I mean I can't blame Declan for being sad about leaving Heaven, how could I? This morning I came across the most beautiful poem and I thought I would share it:
A baby asked God, "They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow, but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?"
"Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you."
The child further inquired, "But tell me, here in heaven I don't have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy."
God said, "Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you. And you will feel your angel's love and be very happy."
Again the child asked, "And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me if I don't know the language?"
God said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak."
"And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?"
God said, "Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray."
"Who will protect me?"
God said, "Your angel will defend you even if it means risking it's life."
"But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore."
God said, "Your angel will always talk to you about Me and will teach you the way to come back to Me, even though I will always be next to you."
At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, "God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel's name."
"You will simply call her, 'Mom.'"
The Many Faces of Declan
02-18-13
Our little ham...
Namesake
02-14-13
It's no secret that I love being Irish and I'm a very proud Irish woman. I love my maiden name and was sad to see it go. When Kyle & I were talking about getting married I expressed that I would really love it if our children could have Irish first names. He kindly agreed. I fell in love with the name Declan when I first read the book PS I Love You (which was 10 times better than the movie) the main character had a younger brother named Declan and as soon as I read it I said out loud ”Declan” I just found it so
beautiful. Upon further research I learned St. Declan was the predecessor to St. Patrick in Ireland and the name Declan means full of goodness. I couldn't think of a better name for our son. Declan, simple, beautiful, & full of goodness, just like him.
Simmons is Kyle's Pap's last name. Pap had two daughters so his name will not be carried on. We wanted to honor him and somehow carry on his name. Attached is a card Kyle sent to his Pap the inscription reads:
Pap,
We chose the name Simmons for Declan’s middle name because having your namesake in our family is important to us. You and Gram have been a very special part of my life. I treasure all the time we spent together throughout my childhood. I want Declan to know how important you are to me. We love you very much.
Love,
Kyle and Liz
beautiful. Upon further research I learned St. Declan was the predecessor to St. Patrick in Ireland and the name Declan means full of goodness. I couldn't think of a better name for our son. Declan, simple, beautiful, & full of goodness, just like him.
Simmons is Kyle's Pap's last name. Pap had two daughters so his name will not be carried on. We wanted to honor him and somehow carry on his name. Attached is a card Kyle sent to his Pap the inscription reads:
Pap,
We chose the name Simmons for Declan’s middle name because having your namesake in our family is important to us. You and Gram have been a very special part of my life. I treasure all the time we spent together throughout my childhood. I want Declan to know how important you are to me. We love you very much.
Love,
Kyle and Liz
On the Day Declan was Born
02-12-13
Dear Declan,
Here is your birth story. You are and always will be the greatest gift we've ever received. You were absolutely worth every pain or ache I felt and well worth the wait. You are absolutely beautiful.
Love,
Mom
By week 39 I just got in a funk. I tried to remain positive and upbeat but I don't know what it was,
I think I was just ready to meet you and tired of calling you whatever fruit/vegetable you were that week, which was a watermelon. On Tuesday January 22nd I was not feeling very good and having some
contractions/cramps so your Dad & I went to the doctor and nothing was happening, bummer. We set-up an appointment for an induction on Tuesday January 29th which was great b/c the end was near but we really wanted you to come out on your own time, regardless, we felt better about the situation. Wednesday January 23rd was my last day of work. I wouldn't say I was miserable or incredibly uncomfortable but mentally I had checked out and it wasn't fair to the students I taught to continue working. So that was one less thing for me to worry about. Thursday came and went. I went to the grocery store, had lunch with a friend, hit up the gym, and relaxed. I talked to your Dad about some things we could do that upcoming weekend and sent your Uncle Mikie a ridiculous picture of me in a green jacket that I knew would make him giggle. That night your Dad and I went off to bed, not thinking our lives would forever change the next day.
At 1:06 in the morning I woke up with contractions. I got up went to the bathroom came back and woke your Dad up. We weren’t sure whether these were Braxton Hicks contractions or not so I laid down to see if they went away, they did not. Then I got up and walked around the house to see if the pain dissapated at all, it did not. So around 2:00/2:30 I woke your Dad up again and said these are real and we started timing them. They were about 10 minutes apart so we called the greatest doctor ever, Dr. Michael March,and let him in the big news! He told us to head to the hosptial. Your Dad grabbed a quick shower and I continued to work on breathing through these contractions, repeating in my head
different mantras I made up for myself like “Pain is progress, pain is progress…” or “Bouhz, Bouhz, Bouhz, Bouhz, Bouhz, Bouhz…" that is a family nickname from when I was 2 or 3 years-old that your Dad adopted and I put it into a song similar to this commercial http://youtu.be/14qeu7JRwt0, or my last two mantras were prayers to the Blessed Mother and St. Gerard who is the Patron Saint of Motherhood. I called your Grandma and Pop-pop Kelly and let them know it was go time and I texted
your uncles and aunts. It was a circus getting out of the house, every time your Dad went to put something in the car I would say “Wait, wait, I need you to get through this contraction"…needless to say we finally made it to the hospital around 4 am.
We registered with the L&D nurse and when they finally got us to our room, my contractions were about 3 minutes apart and I was 4cm dilated. The nurse gave me some kind of medicine through an IV to help take the edge off as I awaited an epidural. Your Dad was so wonderful, he helped me breath through each and every contraction, I just looked at him and squeezed his hand and he would tell me how great I was doing and when the contraction was on it’s way down. Towards the end my contractions lasted longer then a minute and things were moving along very quickly. The anesthesiologist came in and gave the epidural and I was able to rest comfortably and get some sleep before it was time to push. Dr. March came into visit and break my water around 7:00 am, he told us we would probably dialate 1cm an hour so we would look to deliver around 2 pm. We called your grandparents, texted your uncles and aunts, and close friends that your arrival was coming!! Your Dad went to go get some breakfast and I took a little rest. Around 9:30/9:45 Dr. March came in again to see how far dilated I was and I was 10
cm!!!! No one could believe it!! So we were going to start pushing ASAP. Around 10am I
started to push and continued that until 11:30 when Dr. March came back in and offered me some assistance, so he helped move you along with a vacuum and at 11:52 your Dad, with tears in his eyes, said “It’s a boy!” and we both cried. You immediately let your voice be heard and the world knew Declan had officially arrived. You were the most beautiful little newborn on the planet and absolutely perfect. Your Dad and I feel so blessed to call your ours.
Welcome to the world little man, you just made our lives that much better.
Dear Declan,
Here is your birth story. You are and always will be the greatest gift we've ever received. You were absolutely worth every pain or ache I felt and well worth the wait. You are absolutely beautiful.
Love,
Mom
By week 39 I just got in a funk. I tried to remain positive and upbeat but I don't know what it was,
I think I was just ready to meet you and tired of calling you whatever fruit/vegetable you were that week, which was a watermelon. On Tuesday January 22nd I was not feeling very good and having some
contractions/cramps so your Dad & I went to the doctor and nothing was happening, bummer. We set-up an appointment for an induction on Tuesday January 29th which was great b/c the end was near but we really wanted you to come out on your own time, regardless, we felt better about the situation. Wednesday January 23rd was my last day of work. I wouldn't say I was miserable or incredibly uncomfortable but mentally I had checked out and it wasn't fair to the students I taught to continue working. So that was one less thing for me to worry about. Thursday came and went. I went to the grocery store, had lunch with a friend, hit up the gym, and relaxed. I talked to your Dad about some things we could do that upcoming weekend and sent your Uncle Mikie a ridiculous picture of me in a green jacket that I knew would make him giggle. That night your Dad and I went off to bed, not thinking our lives would forever change the next day.
At 1:06 in the morning I woke up with contractions. I got up went to the bathroom came back and woke your Dad up. We weren’t sure whether these were Braxton Hicks contractions or not so I laid down to see if they went away, they did not. Then I got up and walked around the house to see if the pain dissapated at all, it did not. So around 2:00/2:30 I woke your Dad up again and said these are real and we started timing them. They were about 10 minutes apart so we called the greatest doctor ever, Dr. Michael March,and let him in the big news! He told us to head to the hosptial. Your Dad grabbed a quick shower and I continued to work on breathing through these contractions, repeating in my head
different mantras I made up for myself like “Pain is progress, pain is progress…” or “Bouhz, Bouhz, Bouhz, Bouhz, Bouhz, Bouhz…" that is a family nickname from when I was 2 or 3 years-old that your Dad adopted and I put it into a song similar to this commercial http://youtu.be/14qeu7JRwt0, or my last two mantras were prayers to the Blessed Mother and St. Gerard who is the Patron Saint of Motherhood. I called your Grandma and Pop-pop Kelly and let them know it was go time and I texted
your uncles and aunts. It was a circus getting out of the house, every time your Dad went to put something in the car I would say “Wait, wait, I need you to get through this contraction"…needless to say we finally made it to the hospital around 4 am.
We registered with the L&D nurse and when they finally got us to our room, my contractions were about 3 minutes apart and I was 4cm dilated. The nurse gave me some kind of medicine through an IV to help take the edge off as I awaited an epidural. Your Dad was so wonderful, he helped me breath through each and every contraction, I just looked at him and squeezed his hand and he would tell me how great I was doing and when the contraction was on it’s way down. Towards the end my contractions lasted longer then a minute and things were moving along very quickly. The anesthesiologist came in and gave the epidural and I was able to rest comfortably and get some sleep before it was time to push. Dr. March came into visit and break my water around 7:00 am, he told us we would probably dialate 1cm an hour so we would look to deliver around 2 pm. We called your grandparents, texted your uncles and aunts, and close friends that your arrival was coming!! Your Dad went to go get some breakfast and I took a little rest. Around 9:30/9:45 Dr. March came in again to see how far dilated I was and I was 10
cm!!!! No one could believe it!! So we were going to start pushing ASAP. Around 10am I
started to push and continued that until 11:30 when Dr. March came back in and offered me some assistance, so he helped move you along with a vacuum and at 11:52 your Dad, with tears in his eyes, said “It’s a boy!” and we both cried. You immediately let your voice be heard and the world knew Declan had officially arrived. You were the most beautiful little newborn on the planet and absolutely perfect. Your Dad and I feel so blessed to call your ours.
Welcome to the world little man, you just made our lives that much better.
One Week Ago
02-01-13
One week ago today Kyle & I welcomed into the world a beautiful baby boy whom we named Declan Simmons Koch. Declan graced us with this presence on Friday January 25th at 11:52 am weighing in at 8lbs 1 oz and 21 inches long.
He is absolutely beautiful and more wonderful then we could have ever imagined. We thank God for gifting us with this little miracle.
One week ago today Kyle & I welcomed into the world a beautiful baby boy whom we named Declan Simmons Koch. Declan graced us with this presence on Friday January 25th at 11:52 am weighing in at 8lbs 1 oz and 21 inches long.
He is absolutely beautiful and more wonderful then we could have ever imagined. We thank God for gifting us with this little miracle.
A Mantra for These Days
01-23-13
I'm trying to remember this as these final days are upon Kyle & I. It is so very true and helps puts things in perspective.
Almost there & truly grateful for a wonderful pregnancy and this little miracle growing in my belly.
Almost there & truly grateful for a wonderful pregnancy and this little miracle growing in my belly.
Final Stretch (es)
01-15-13
Hey Rudy,
So here we are in the last final weeks together. While I absolutely cannot wait to meet you (!!!), I am really working hard to savor these last few weeks and focus on living in these moments (that is no easy task especially since you are running out of room). Every hiccup, kick to the rib, or streeeetch (emphasis on the "e") your Dad and I engrain in our memory, our lives are forever going to change for the better and it's a wonderful feeling. So now it’s up to you & God, come when you’re good & ready, we are patiently waiting ;-).
See you soon!!
Love,
Mom :-)
So here we are in the last final weeks together. While I absolutely cannot wait to meet you (!!!), I am really working hard to savor these last few weeks and focus on living in these moments (that is no easy task especially since you are running out of room). Every hiccup, kick to the rib, or streeeetch (emphasis on the "e") your Dad and I engrain in our memory, our lives are forever going to change for the better and it's a wonderful feeling. So now it’s up to you & God, come when you’re good & ready, we are patiently waiting ;-).
See you soon!!
Love,
Mom :-)
Congrats!!
12-20-12
A
big big congrats to our friends Sarah
and Lee Markle on the birth of their beautiful and absolutely perfect little
girl Morgan Anne Markle, she was well worth the wait :-).
An Irish Blessing for Babies
May you always walk in sunshine.
May you never want for more.
May Irish angels rest their wings
beside your nursery door.
And for the proud parents:
May God grant you
a wee bit of heaven
to cradle in your arms -
a sweet bonny baby
to hold close to your heart
A newborn babe
brings light to the house
warmth to the hearth
and joy to the soul
for wealth is family
family is wealth.
A Heavy Heart
12-18-12
In light of the recent events that have happened in CT I can only reflect on how grateful I am for everything in my life. As a child growing up I had fears but being shot down at my elementary school, in a mall, at the movies with friends, or in a college classroom was never one of them. I grew up with a wide eyed innocence that I still persevere today, although it's become more and more apparent that evil does exist in this world and I will never fully comprehend why things happen. In these moments of despair and uncertainty I still cling to my faith and a deep rooted belief that God has a plan for all of us and one day we will understand why things happen the way they do. Until then I reference a story my Dad shared with me that I’ve already posted on this blog but it is so powerful that it deserves to be posted again:
One day a rabbi stood on a hill overlooking a certain city. The rabbi watched in horror as a band of Cossacks on horseback suddenly attacked the town, killing innocent men, women and children. Some of the slaughtered were his own disciples. Looking up to heaven the rabbi exclaimed: “Oh, only if I were God.” An astonished student, standing nearby, asked, “but, Master if you were God, what would you do differently?” The rabbi replied: “If I were God I would do nothing differently. If I were God I would understand.” - Joanna Laufer and Kenneth S. Lewis in Inspired
One day a rabbi stood on a hill overlooking a certain city. The rabbi watched in horror as a band of Cossacks on horseback suddenly attacked the town, killing innocent men, women and children. Some of the slaughtered were his own disciples. Looking up to heaven the rabbi exclaimed: “Oh, only if I were God.” An astonished student, standing nearby, asked, “but, Master if you were God, what would you do differently?” The rabbi replied: “If I were God I would do nothing differently. If I were God I would understand.” - Joanna Laufer and Kenneth S. Lewis in Inspired
May God bless the victims, families, friends, and community of Newtown CT.
Surprise!
12-12-12
On Sunday my wonderful sister-in-law Laurie held a shower for me, my Southern Shower, and I received one of the best surprises of my life…my mom came!! It was such a great surprise to see her, I cried, she cried, the room filled up. I had no idea, I mean not a clue. Greatest.Mom.Ever.
Something to Remember
11-30-12
30 for 30 Baby K Style
11-19-12
So this week is 30 weeks! We can hardly believe it! Just 10 more weeks to go before we get to meet you Rudy & we absolutely cannot wait! Here is a 30 for 30 on you :
*This week you weigh about 3 lbs, the size of a cabbage. I think you weigh more than that though because you are strong when you move.
*Your cousin Caiden is so excited to meet you. He rubs my belly every time we get together.
*Two nights ago you woke me up dancing away, I like to think you were having a wonderful dream or just super excited to meet us. Your Dad rested his hands on my belly & you fell back to sleep quickly, thank you.
*My belly looks like a basketball which is perfect because college basketball season just began.
*We are helping coach my middle school girls basketball team again so you will become accustomed to the sound of a dribbling basketball :-)
*We still love (& I mean LOVE) milk.
*I think you are growing by the minute because that is what my belly seems to be doing.
*Bailey knows something is up, she is soaking up her time in the guest bedroom before it gets turned into the nursery.
*I am not craving any food specifically but I also never turn down anything that is offered to me.
*I drink so much water I sometimes think I might float away.
*The elliptical machine is our favorite exercise.
*Dad & I cannot wait to see your face, we keep picturing what you look like. You are going to be absolutely beautiful.
*We hope you don’t inherit our ears…if you do, don’t worry, you will grow into them.
*Last week when we were having some tummy time with you & your Dad thought he felt your nose (!!!) but sadly it was my belly button! Haha! We got a good chuckle out of that, my belly button looks so weird.
*We own your Dad’s recliner and he is so kind about letting us sit in it, but I know he secretly misses it.
*We are starting your nursery very soon & I have some wonderful ideas. It will be a place of comfort and joy.
*I can’t wait to teach you sign language! Your little hands are going to look so cute signing “please” and “thank you”.
*I can no longer see my feet.
*Watching your Dad interact with Caiden, Abigail, & Beatrice just melts my heart, he is so loving and fun. He is going to be amazing with you.
*We got your Dad a “Best Dad Ever” tumbler cup for his birthday and he shows it off proudly :-)
*Rudy, I don’t want to make you feel bad or anything but I really miss wine. A LOT.
*We get to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day together!! OMG, I just cannot wait!
*The first holiday you will celebrate is Valentine’s Day, it is going to be so sweet, figuratively & literally.
*I wanted to let you know that although you & I have been listening to Christmas music since August, this is not common practice, but it is awesome & if you want to do it again next year I am all in.
*We LOVE naps, remember that Rudy, LOVE naps.
*Wait until you meet your Great-Gammy Joan, she is a work of art & proof that aging, although a difficult journey, can be beautiful & priceless.
*Dad & I are going to place a bet as to when you make your grand entrance into the world, I am guessing late & during snow storm since our shower was held during the start of a terrible hurricane.
*Because of that hurricane you will never be named Sandy (not that we were going with that name anyway).
*We have your name picked out! I hope you love it as much as we do.
*All of my students are excited to find out whether you are a boy or girl. They are guessing which they think you are.
See you in 10 weeks Rudy! I hope you are ready for the world because we are most certainly ready for you.
I love you,
Mom
*This week you weigh about 3 lbs, the size of a cabbage. I think you weigh more than that though because you are strong when you move.
*Your cousin Caiden is so excited to meet you. He rubs my belly every time we get together.
*Two nights ago you woke me up dancing away, I like to think you were having a wonderful dream or just super excited to meet us. Your Dad rested his hands on my belly & you fell back to sleep quickly, thank you.
*My belly looks like a basketball which is perfect because college basketball season just began.
*We are helping coach my middle school girls basketball team again so you will become accustomed to the sound of a dribbling basketball :-)
*We still love (& I mean LOVE) milk.
*I think you are growing by the minute because that is what my belly seems to be doing.
*Bailey knows something is up, she is soaking up her time in the guest bedroom before it gets turned into the nursery.
*I am not craving any food specifically but I also never turn down anything that is offered to me.
*I drink so much water I sometimes think I might float away.
*The elliptical machine is our favorite exercise.
*Dad & I cannot wait to see your face, we keep picturing what you look like. You are going to be absolutely beautiful.
*We hope you don’t inherit our ears…if you do, don’t worry, you will grow into them.
*Last week when we were having some tummy time with you & your Dad thought he felt your nose (!!!) but sadly it was my belly button! Haha! We got a good chuckle out of that, my belly button looks so weird.
*We own your Dad’s recliner and he is so kind about letting us sit in it, but I know he secretly misses it.
*We are starting your nursery very soon & I have some wonderful ideas. It will be a place of comfort and joy.
*I can’t wait to teach you sign language! Your little hands are going to look so cute signing “please” and “thank you”.
*I can no longer see my feet.
*Watching your Dad interact with Caiden, Abigail, & Beatrice just melts my heart, he is so loving and fun. He is going to be amazing with you.
*We got your Dad a “Best Dad Ever” tumbler cup for his birthday and he shows it off proudly :-)
*Rudy, I don’t want to make you feel bad or anything but I really miss wine. A LOT.
*We get to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day together!! OMG, I just cannot wait!
*The first holiday you will celebrate is Valentine’s Day, it is going to be so sweet, figuratively & literally.
*I wanted to let you know that although you & I have been listening to Christmas music since August, this is not common practice, but it is awesome & if you want to do it again next year I am all in.
*We LOVE naps, remember that Rudy, LOVE naps.
*Wait until you meet your Great-Gammy Joan, she is a work of art & proof that aging, although a difficult journey, can be beautiful & priceless.
*Dad & I are going to place a bet as to when you make your grand entrance into the world, I am guessing late & during snow storm since our shower was held during the start of a terrible hurricane.
*Because of that hurricane you will never be named Sandy (not that we were going with that name anyway).
*We have your name picked out! I hope you love it as much as we do.
*All of my students are excited to find out whether you are a boy or girl. They are guessing which they think you are.
See you in 10 weeks Rudy! I hope you are ready for the world because we are most certainly ready for you.
I love you,
Mom
Listening to God
11-04-12
Being raised by two very devout Catholic parents I was taught at a young age to listen for God, He speaks to us all the time in many ways. In this case, however, it took a hurricane to get me to listen…
It all started at my doctor’s appointment on Tuesday October 16th, I happen to mention only in passing that I would be driving up PA at the end of October for my baby shower and for one last hurrah to visit close friends and family before Baby Koch arrives. We also needed to move all of our guest room furniture to my parents house since we need to make room for little Rudy. My doctor, who is awesome, wasn’t keen on the idea (sign #1-ignored). He didn’t like the idea of me traveling that far being almost 7 months pregnant. I took his words to heart and discussed them with Kyle and we both felt comfortable with me driving up. We mapped out local hospitals off of our driving route and planned to stop every two hours, I even had a stretching routine in place for those stops, we were prepared, or so we thought…
Later that week, I received an email from my mom saying that she hoped we would cancel the truck and that Kyle, Bailey, & I would drive up together in one car so I didn’t have to drive and could try and comfortable (sign #2 ignored). I politely declined and said Kyle & I both felt comfortable, told her all about our great plan and how we had it call under control.
Then Thursday October 25th came and I received this email from Kyle:
Hey gorgeous ;) ----> I'm so lucky right? I know :-)
I hope your day is going well! I don't know if you have seen the weather forecast for the weekend, but I think we really need to think about cancelling this trip. Hurricane "Sandy" is going to wreak havoc on the entire east coast on Sunday & Monday. I just looked at the weather for Monday in Bethlehem, Baltimore and Richmond. They are all the same: Heavy Rain with 35+ mph winds. If that turns out to be true we are putting ourselves in harm’s way.
Let me know your thoughts.
That is when it hit me, DUH Liz, I ignored previous warnings and signs. God was being so kind and trying to let me know subtly that the trip home wasn’t a good idea and there I was ignoring Him! So in essence it took a hurricane for me to finally listen…Sometimes it does take a “hurricane” for us to hear God, I hope in the future that I listen a little better.
Needless to say I missed my shower physically, but I was Skyped in (technology=AMAZING) so I got to speak with everyone and show everyone my bump. It was different but ended up being wonderful and everyone was safe.
It all started at my doctor’s appointment on Tuesday October 16th, I happen to mention only in passing that I would be driving up PA at the end of October for my baby shower and for one last hurrah to visit close friends and family before Baby Koch arrives. We also needed to move all of our guest room furniture to my parents house since we need to make room for little Rudy. My doctor, who is awesome, wasn’t keen on the idea (sign #1-ignored). He didn’t like the idea of me traveling that far being almost 7 months pregnant. I took his words to heart and discussed them with Kyle and we both felt comfortable with me driving up. We mapped out local hospitals off of our driving route and planned to stop every two hours, I even had a stretching routine in place for those stops, we were prepared, or so we thought…
Later that week, I received an email from my mom saying that she hoped we would cancel the truck and that Kyle, Bailey, & I would drive up together in one car so I didn’t have to drive and could try and comfortable (sign #2 ignored). I politely declined and said Kyle & I both felt comfortable, told her all about our great plan and how we had it call under control.
Then Thursday October 25th came and I received this email from Kyle:
Hey gorgeous ;) ----> I'm so lucky right? I know :-)
I hope your day is going well! I don't know if you have seen the weather forecast for the weekend, but I think we really need to think about cancelling this trip. Hurricane "Sandy" is going to wreak havoc on the entire east coast on Sunday & Monday. I just looked at the weather for Monday in Bethlehem, Baltimore and Richmond. They are all the same: Heavy Rain with 35+ mph winds. If that turns out to be true we are putting ourselves in harm’s way.
Let me know your thoughts.
That is when it hit me, DUH Liz, I ignored previous warnings and signs. God was being so kind and trying to let me know subtly that the trip home wasn’t a good idea and there I was ignoring Him! So in essence it took a hurricane for me to finally listen…Sometimes it does take a “hurricane” for us to hear God, I hope in the future that I listen a little better.
Needless to say I missed my shower physically, but I was Skyped in (technology=AMAZING) so I got to speak with everyone and show everyone my bump. It was different but ended up being wonderful and everyone was safe.
These Days...
10-29-12
*milk is a must
*round ligament pain is a nuisance
*I’m watching & feeling my belly move all the time, guessing if we feel a little head, tiny bum, perfect
elbow, or boney knee
*life is growing inside of me & it is amazing
*I heart Rudy’s reactions to Kyle’s touch on my belly, it is amazing.
These days I am grateful by the minute and in awe of life
*round ligament pain is a nuisance
*I’m watching & feeling my belly move all the time, guessing if we feel a little head, tiny bum, perfect
elbow, or boney knee
*life is growing inside of me & it is amazing
*I heart Rudy’s reactions to Kyle’s touch on my belly, it is amazing.
These days I am grateful by the minute and in awe of life
Some Inspiration for Your Day
10-24-12
The link below is about a student of mine at Martin Middle School. He is an inspiration in more ways than one and reminds me every day to live a life full of gratitude & his mom is a role model for all parents raising a child with special needs.
Enjoy!
Inspirational Story
"There is always, always, always something to be thankful for." Author Unknown
Enjoy!
Inspirational Story
"There is always, always, always something to be thankful for." Author Unknown
Baby Love
10-17-12
So pregnancy is really flying by…famous last words right? But seriously, next week we will begin the third trimester so where did the time go? I will tell you…but more importantly I will tell Baby K.
First Trimester wrap up for Baby Koch
Dear Baby K,
*In May your Dad & I found out our dreams came true and God blessed us with you, words can’t describe how amazing that was and how grateful we are.
*Immediately we spoke to you although you were barely as big as a sesame seed and you couldn’t hear us yet. Your Dad would kiss my belly and say “Hello in there” via my belly button, he is so sweet, just you wait!
*Hearing your heartbeat for the first time is one of the greatest gifts you ever gave me, thank you.
*Your first portrait is stunning.
*Our first experience at the doctor was something for a comedy show. I will share that with you as you get older.
*Surprising your grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins with the news was the best they are all SO excited to meet you & I can’t wait for you to meet them, you are going to love them!
*I loved milk before you but now I think you love it more than me! We drink it all the time.
*You have a big sister already, her name is Bailey and she is going to love you & give you kisses all the time. She is a great listener and very fond of cuddling, I think you are going to be best friends.
Second Trimester wrap up for Baby K
Dear Baby K,
*This trimester is my f.a.v.o.r.i.t.e, my energy is up & we are on the move!
*I felt you flutter for the first time when I was sitting on the couch at home, just you & me. It was like you just said “Hey Mom!” with a big grin.
*You are growing by the minute & so is my belly.
*We decided not to find out if you are a boy or girl until we meet you for the first time in January, we wanted to keep that secret between you & God.
*You get really excited when I eat potatoes and apples, it’s like you are doing a thank you dance!
*Your Dad and I read to you every Sunday night and I cherish those moments together.
*The expression on your Dad’s face the first time he felt you move is forever engrained in my memory. He is in awe of you already.
*Whenever your Dad puts his hand on my belly or gives my belly a kiss you get so excited and dance all around.
*You love Saturday morning lullaby time in bed. I hope you remember how much you love sleeping in on Saturdays in a few months ;-)
*The best nickname we’ve had for you so far is Rudy because this week you weigh as much as a rutabaga!!
*You love the Fighting Irish of Notre Dame despite what your Dad might tell you later in life.
*We absolutely adore everything about you & we cannot wait to meet you!! Not too soon though, hang tight and keep baking :-).
I love you Rudy
Love always,
Mom
P.S. I just welled typing/calling myself “mom”, all my dreams are coming true because of you.
First Trimester wrap up for Baby Koch
Dear Baby K,
*In May your Dad & I found out our dreams came true and God blessed us with you, words can’t describe how amazing that was and how grateful we are.
*Immediately we spoke to you although you were barely as big as a sesame seed and you couldn’t hear us yet. Your Dad would kiss my belly and say “Hello in there” via my belly button, he is so sweet, just you wait!
*Hearing your heartbeat for the first time is one of the greatest gifts you ever gave me, thank you.
*Your first portrait is stunning.
*Our first experience at the doctor was something for a comedy show. I will share that with you as you get older.
*Surprising your grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins with the news was the best they are all SO excited to meet you & I can’t wait for you to meet them, you are going to love them!
*I loved milk before you but now I think you love it more than me! We drink it all the time.
*You have a big sister already, her name is Bailey and she is going to love you & give you kisses all the time. She is a great listener and very fond of cuddling, I think you are going to be best friends.
Second Trimester wrap up for Baby K
Dear Baby K,
*This trimester is my f.a.v.o.r.i.t.e, my energy is up & we are on the move!
*I felt you flutter for the first time when I was sitting on the couch at home, just you & me. It was like you just said “Hey Mom!” with a big grin.
*You are growing by the minute & so is my belly.
*We decided not to find out if you are a boy or girl until we meet you for the first time in January, we wanted to keep that secret between you & God.
*You get really excited when I eat potatoes and apples, it’s like you are doing a thank you dance!
*Your Dad and I read to you every Sunday night and I cherish those moments together.
*The expression on your Dad’s face the first time he felt you move is forever engrained in my memory. He is in awe of you already.
*Whenever your Dad puts his hand on my belly or gives my belly a kiss you get so excited and dance all around.
*You love Saturday morning lullaby time in bed. I hope you remember how much you love sleeping in on Saturdays in a few months ;-)
*The best nickname we’ve had for you so far is Rudy because this week you weigh as much as a rutabaga!!
*You love the Fighting Irish of Notre Dame despite what your Dad might tell you later in life.
*We absolutely adore everything about you & we cannot wait to meet you!! Not too soon though, hang tight and keep baking :-).
I love you Rudy
Love always,
Mom
P.S. I just welled typing/calling myself “mom”, all my dreams are coming true because of you.
Grandma Kelly
10-08-12
Today my Grandmother, Katherine Kelly, would have celebrated her 93rd birthday. She was a woman of grace, class, and loving arms. She was beautiful, with gorgeous white hair, a warm Irish smile, and hands covered in freckles. My fondest memory of her, which also happens to be my earliest memory of her, is sitting on her lap in my parent’s kitchen on Thanksgiving Day coloring grapes together. She was one of the good ones.
Happy birthday Kay! You are missed dearly. I hope you are enjoying a Scotch on the rocks today.
Happy birthday Kay! You are missed dearly. I hope you are enjoying a Scotch on the rocks today.
Hello Autumn
09-24-12
“When Autumn comes, it doesn’t ask.
It just walks in, where it left you last.
And you never know when it starts
Until there’s a fog inside the glass around
Your summer heart”
-John Mayer lyrics from “Something’s Missing”
Happy Autumn all! Take time to enjoy this beautiful season and all it has offer.
Never Forgotten
09-11-12
My brother Michael shared a quote with me last year that I think it echoes so perfectly what every American feels in their heart on this day:
"Grief typically is shared among families and within circles of friends. It is private, intimate, and uniquely personal. But a spotlight shines on the sorrow of those who lost husbands, wives, brothers, and sisters, sons and daughters in the terrorist attacks of September 11, 2001. As they mourn, so does the world."
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My brother Michael shared a quote with me last year that I think it echoes so perfectly what every American feels in their heart on this day:
"Grief typically is shared among families and within circles of friends. It is private, intimate, and uniquely personal. But a spotlight shines on the sorrow of those who lost husbands, wives, brothers, and sisters, sons and daughters in the terrorist attacks of September 11, 2001. As they mourn, so does the world."
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God bless the U.S.A.
65 Years Ago Today...
09-06-12
George C. Kelly Jr came into this world and it's been a much better place since. Happy, happy birthday to one of my most favorite men in the world. I love you Dad, thank you for the wonderful example you set each day. We are so very fortunate to have you in our lives.
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George C. Kelly Jr came into this world and it's been a much better place since. Happy, happy birthday to one of my most favorite men in the world. I love you Dad, thank you for the wonderful example you set each day. We are so very fortunate to have you in our lives.
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May love and laughter light your days,
and warm your heart and home.
May good and faithful friends be yours,
wherever you may roam.
May peace and plenty bless your world
with joy that long endures.
May all life's passing seasons
bring the best to you and yours!
An Old Irish Blessing
Look at the View
09-03-12
So it’s been a while, I know, I know, no excuses, I am back with new views, energy, & thoughts to share. Tonight my entry is inspired by views. Anna Quindlen wrote an excellent little book called A Short Guide to a Happy Life and in it she shares a story she was writing on how the homeless suffer during the wintertime. She interviewed a man who lived on Coney Island and he spent the majority of his time sitting at the edge of the boardwalk with his feet dangling over the side, facing the ocean. She asked him why he never went to a shelter or why didn't check himself into a hospital. His answer was so simple, yet so powerful, he said “Look at the view young lady. Look at the view.” Inspired by Anna & her interviewee I really try every day to “look at the view” and these past view months my view keeps growing & growing ;-).
So it’s been a while, I know, I know, no excuses, I am back with new views, energy, & thoughts to share. Tonight my entry is inspired by views. Anna Quindlen wrote an excellent little book called A Short Guide to a Happy Life and in it she shares a story she was writing on how the homeless suffer during the wintertime. She interviewed a man who lived on Coney Island and he spent the majority of his time sitting at the edge of the boardwalk with his feet dangling over the side, facing the ocean. She asked him why he never went to a shelter or why didn't check himself into a hospital. His answer was so simple, yet so powerful, he said “Look at the view young lady. Look at the view.” Inspired by Anna & her interviewee I really try every day to “look at the view” and these past view months my view keeps growing & growing ;-).
“And every day in some little way, I try to do what he said…Look at the view.
When I do what he said, I am never disappointed.”
Anna Quindlen
Avery's Bucket List
05-01-12
I came across this headline on Yahoo this afternoon and was immediately drawn to it. What grabbed my attention was “bucket list.” I’m fascinated with the whole idea of a “bucket list.” I think it helps keep life in perspective and reminds us that we aren’t here forever & we really should make each moment count. Avery’s bucket list moved me to tears. This is a heart wrenching story of every parent’s worst nightmare, losing a child. Avery was diagnosed with spinal muscular atrophy, SMA, which is a rare incurable genetic disease. Her parents are so positive and made every moment of Avery’s life an awesome one. Avery’s parents created Avery's Bucket List a blog, to help them cherish each moment they had with her. The blog chronicled her world and track their family adventures, checking things off from the bucket list as they go all written from Avery’s perspective. If you have a moment, check out the blog when you can, donate if you want to, but most importantly make yourself aware and spread the word.
I came across this headline on Yahoo this afternoon and was immediately drawn to it. What grabbed my attention was “bucket list.” I’m fascinated with the whole idea of a “bucket list.” I think it helps keep life in perspective and reminds us that we aren’t here forever & we really should make each moment count. Avery’s bucket list moved me to tears. This is a heart wrenching story of every parent’s worst nightmare, losing a child. Avery was diagnosed with spinal muscular atrophy, SMA, which is a rare incurable genetic disease. Her parents are so positive and made every moment of Avery’s life an awesome one. Avery’s parents created Avery's Bucket List a blog, to help them cherish each moment they had with her. The blog chronicled her world and track their family adventures, checking things off from the bucket list as they go all written from Avery’s perspective. If you have a moment, check out the blog when you can, donate if you want to, but most importantly make yourself aware and spread the word.
What's On Your Bucket List?
Lessons Learned
04-26-12
*I will forever recite the mantra “It’s just the angels bowling Lizzie, it’s just the angels bowling Lizzie” to calm myself down when there is a thunder & lightning storm at night, I strongly dislike them.
*Re-learning (if that is a word) that no matter how hard I try it is impossible to multitask & teach students who are deaf and use sign language, utterly impossible.
*Sometimes it is just better to not check your email.
*Be positive with everyone you meet but most importantly be positive with yourself.
*I will forever recite the mantra “It’s just the angels bowling Lizzie, it’s just the angels bowling Lizzie” to calm myself down when there is a thunder & lightning storm at night, I strongly dislike them.
*Re-learning (if that is a word) that no matter how hard I try it is impossible to multitask & teach students who are deaf and use sign language, utterly impossible.
*Sometimes it is just better to not check your email.
*Be positive with everyone you meet but most importantly be positive with yourself.
When People Get it Right
04-20-12
This past week one of my colleagues, J. Stuart Vickery, was elected as Teacher of Year semi-finalist for our county. This recognition is long overdue for the job he does day after day. Stu works with a special population of students who have multiple disabilities, a job which requires an enormous amount of patience and unconditional love. He has a wonderful family who shares his compassion for special needs children and adults. He is a role model and inspiration to teachers and people everywhere. Teaching children with special needs is a challenging job that requires one to revisit how they teach daily to make sure they are reaching the child, unlocking doors for them so they can experience life. We are keymakers and Stu is one of the best I know. I am honored to work with him and call him my friend. It is just a great feeling when people get it right.
Congrats Stu, you are #1 in my book.
This past week one of my colleagues, J. Stuart Vickery, was elected as Teacher of Year semi-finalist for our county. This recognition is long overdue for the job he does day after day. Stu works with a special population of students who have multiple disabilities, a job which requires an enormous amount of patience and unconditional love. He has a wonderful family who shares his compassion for special needs children and adults. He is a role model and inspiration to teachers and people everywhere. Teaching children with special needs is a challenging job that requires one to revisit how they teach daily to make sure they are reaching the child, unlocking doors for them so they can experience life. We are keymakers and Stu is one of the best I know. I am honored to work with him and call him my friend. It is just a great feeling when people get it right.
Congrats Stu, you are #1 in my book.
Keymakers
Some people see a closed door
and turn away,
Others see a closed door
and try the knob
if it doesn't open,
they turn away
Still others see a closed door and try the knob,
if it doesn't open, they find a key,
if the key doesn't fit...
they turn away.
A rare few see a door closed,
try the knob,
if it doesn't open they find a key,
if they key doesn't fit...
They make one.
and turn away,
Others see a closed door
and try the knob
if it doesn't open,
they turn away
Still others see a closed door and try the knob,
if it doesn't open, they find a key,
if the key doesn't fit...
they turn away.
A rare few see a door closed,
try the knob,
if it doesn't open they find a key,
if they key doesn't fit...
They make one.
Job Shadowing Day
04-12-12
This morning one of my students' experience such wonderful kindness from Kyle and a few others at his place of work. His life was changed forever by their kindness & this was an experience my student will never, ever forget. I truly believe if more people took the time to be kind, their lives & the lives around them would be changed forever, I know ours have. Thank you Kyle, for your patience, preparation, & effort to make this one of the best experiences of his life. It means more to me & my student then you will ever know.
This morning one of my students' experience such wonderful kindness from Kyle and a few others at his place of work. His life was changed forever by their kindness & this was an experience my student will never, ever forget. I truly believe if more people took the time to be kind, their lives & the lives around them would be changed forever, I know ours have. Thank you Kyle, for your patience, preparation, & effort to make this one of the best experiences of his life. It means more to me & my student then you will ever know.
"Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see"
Mark Twain
Happy Fasnacht Day!
02-21-12
It's not homemade, but it was delicious!
Fasnachts, fastnachts, fosnots, or fosnaughts. However you learned to spell it, happy fasnacht day! Enjoy a donut! Today for all Catholic’s, mostly from Pennsylvania as I am slowly learning, b/c after happily exclaiming “Happy Fasnacht Day!” this morning, I then had to do 10 minute explanation on what it is & why I celebrate it & then people just chalk it up to another weird thing this Northern girl brings to the table..oh well, we all need to learn a little culture here and there. So…today I am remembering being a kid back at 3640 & my mom or our wonderful neighbor, Mr. Fulton, would make homemade fasnachts for my brothers & myself to eat before Ash Wednesday and the start of Lent. So, in honor of childhood traditions and keeping them alive, I didn’t make a homemade donut but I sure did enjoy one this morning. Happy faschnat day everyone!
"Family traditions counter alienation and confusions. They help us define who we are; they provide something steady, reliable and safe in a confusing world" -Susan Lieberman
Perfect Weekend
02-12-12
*Delicious Philly-style Sloppy Joe 's & baked onion rings on Friday night paired with a few pops
*Relaxing by the fire and catching up on some TV
*Saturday morning coffee, Sports Center, errands, & giggles
*Date night with Vincent's & lots of wine
*Sunday morning Valentine's Day brunch, my favorite part!!!
*Eggs in a heart-shaped basket with a side of bacon (Thank you Pinterest)
*Afternoon surprise, perfect card from my perfect man,
*Life is good.
*Delicious Philly-style Sloppy Joe 's & baked onion rings on Friday night paired with a few pops
*Relaxing by the fire and catching up on some TV
*Saturday morning coffee, Sports Center, errands, & giggles
*Date night with Vincent's & lots of wine
*Sunday morning Valentine's Day brunch, my favorite part!!!
*Eggs in a heart-shaped basket with a side of bacon (Thank you Pinterest)
*Afternoon surprise, perfect card from my perfect man,
*Life is good.
Forever a Learner
02-01-12
As a kid at dinnertime we would gather around the table and after prayer my dad would ask us about our day at school. We had to share 3 things we learned: one about religion (we went to Catholic school) and two about what we learned in our other classes. I realize now my parents were instilling is us the value of education and seeking to learn new things each day so here is what I learned today
-Multitasking while teaching students who use sign language to communicate is impossible. There is no way around that.
-People really value and believe in the power of prayer and when I am asked to pray for someone/something, I am honored because that person has faith in me.
-My body cannot rebound like it used to.
As a kid at dinnertime we would gather around the table and after prayer my dad would ask us about our day at school. We had to share 3 things we learned: one about religion (we went to Catholic school) and two about what we learned in our other classes. I realize now my parents were instilling is us the value of education and seeking to learn new things each day so here is what I learned today
-Multitasking while teaching students who use sign language to communicate is impossible. There is no way around that.
-People really value and believe in the power of prayer and when I am asked to pray for someone/something, I am honored because that person has faith in me.
-My body cannot rebound like it used to.
"Anyone who stops learning is old, whether at twenty or eighty. Anyone who keeps learning is young. The greatest thing in life is to keep your mind young. -Henry Ford.
Birthday Wishes
01-31-12
Happy birthday to:
· One of the best older brothers I could ask for
· A loyal friend
· Someone who showed me what it takes to follow their dreams
· The person who taught me my foul shot routine
· One of my biggest supporters
· A wonderful dad & great husband
· An empathetic listener
· A shoulder to cry on
· Someone who ratted me out when we were kids (I got soap in the mouth because of you...)
· The little guy who napped with me in my crib
· The proud big brother who brought me in as a baby for Show & Tell
· The person, no matter what distance came between us, who was there for me for everything.
Happiest of birthdays to one of my best friends in the world, Brian Matthew Kelly, wishing you all best in the year ahead, you deserve it.
"To the outside world we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time."
Author: Clara Ortega
Happy birthday to:
· One of the best older brothers I could ask for
· A loyal friend
· Someone who showed me what it takes to follow their dreams
· The person who taught me my foul shot routine
· One of my biggest supporters
· A wonderful dad & great husband
· An empathetic listener
· A shoulder to cry on
· Someone who ratted me out when we were kids (I got soap in the mouth because of you...)
· The little guy who napped with me in my crib
· The proud big brother who brought me in as a baby for Show & Tell
· The person, no matter what distance came between us, who was there for me for everything.
Happiest of birthdays to one of my best friends in the world, Brian Matthew Kelly, wishing you all best in the year ahead, you deserve it.
"To the outside world we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time."
Author: Clara Ortega
The Deac aka My Dad
01-28-12
Warning: You are going to read the word awesome a lot in the first paragraph.
I can’t express in words how awesome my Dad is and yes, I am sure everyone has an awesome dad and I am consciously biased but seriously he is just the greatest man ever. I shared a story with my friend Stu about how awesome he is and I want to share it with you today. I could fill a book about him and maybe one day I will but for now, here is just one story, simple but so powerful to me. It reminds you that it's the little things in life that really count. It starts back when I lived at home after college…
I moved back home after graduating and got my first teaching gig at St. Theresa’s School and I absolutely loved it. Each morning I would wake up and my Dad would already be up saying his morning prayers and I would walk down the hall to say good morning before getting into the shower. He always greeted me with a big smile, not just any big smile but the big smile you give when you haven’t seen someone in forever or the big smile you give when you are giving the best present ever or the big smile you give when you are with your best friends…you get the picture...it’s that kind of smile. Here is how our conversation went on each morning:
Me: “Good morning Dad! How are you?”
Deac: “Morning Lizzie, I am *hovering between marvelous and spectacular, how are you?”
Me: “I am great thanks! See you in a bit!”
Then I would continue on getting ready and come out for breakfast. Our morning conversations varied from him telling me who the saint of the day was, to asking me if I wanted raison toast (which he still makes sure is in the house when I am coming home *so sweet*), to sharing thoughts about plans for the day. It was wonderful and I truly miss it. When I was home a few weeks ago he told me about a delicious coffee I had to try called Green Mountain Breakfast Blend and it was great. It didn’t have that hard coffee taste and is really a pleasant way to start the day. Kyle & I raved about it and dad sent us home with a bag for ourselves. I recently sent him an email to express again how much we loved it and this was his reply:
“Liz,
I am delighted that you and Kyle love the Green Mountain Breakfast Blend; that means that most mornings we are starting the day with the same coffee!
Great thought!
Love,
Dad “
He misses the mornings also! This made me feel so loved. That is why he is awesome. I am so very very lucky.
PS anytime you ask my Dad how is doing he always replies “hovering between marvelous and spectacular” unless something sad has happened to him or someone he loves.
Warning: You are going to read the word awesome a lot in the first paragraph.
I can’t express in words how awesome my Dad is and yes, I am sure everyone has an awesome dad and I am consciously biased but seriously he is just the greatest man ever. I shared a story with my friend Stu about how awesome he is and I want to share it with you today. I could fill a book about him and maybe one day I will but for now, here is just one story, simple but so powerful to me. It reminds you that it's the little things in life that really count. It starts back when I lived at home after college…
I moved back home after graduating and got my first teaching gig at St. Theresa’s School and I absolutely loved it. Each morning I would wake up and my Dad would already be up saying his morning prayers and I would walk down the hall to say good morning before getting into the shower. He always greeted me with a big smile, not just any big smile but the big smile you give when you haven’t seen someone in forever or the big smile you give when you are giving the best present ever or the big smile you give when you are with your best friends…you get the picture...it’s that kind of smile. Here is how our conversation went on each morning:
Me: “Good morning Dad! How are you?”
Deac: “Morning Lizzie, I am *hovering between marvelous and spectacular, how are you?”
Me: “I am great thanks! See you in a bit!”
Then I would continue on getting ready and come out for breakfast. Our morning conversations varied from him telling me who the saint of the day was, to asking me if I wanted raison toast (which he still makes sure is in the house when I am coming home *so sweet*), to sharing thoughts about plans for the day. It was wonderful and I truly miss it. When I was home a few weeks ago he told me about a delicious coffee I had to try called Green Mountain Breakfast Blend and it was great. It didn’t have that hard coffee taste and is really a pleasant way to start the day. Kyle & I raved about it and dad sent us home with a bag for ourselves. I recently sent him an email to express again how much we loved it and this was his reply:
“Liz,
I am delighted that you and Kyle love the Green Mountain Breakfast Blend; that means that most mornings we are starting the day with the same coffee!
Great thought!
Love,
Dad “
He misses the mornings also! This made me feel so loved. That is why he is awesome. I am so very very lucky.
PS anytime you ask my Dad how is doing he always replies “hovering between marvelous and spectacular” unless something sad has happened to him or someone he loves.
4 lbs
01-18-12
4 lbs is the size of a bag of sugar, a weight at the gym, a solid metal hammer, and maybe a cast iron skillet. 4 lbs is also the combined weight of my twin nieces who made their way into the world late Monday afternoon. My brave sister-in-law Amy gave birth to Abigail Katherine and Beatrice Catherine weighing in at 2 lbs 14 oz and 2 lbs 15 oz respectively. Although the girls decided to make their debut prior to everyone’s expectations and preparations they are healthy, breathing on their own, and absolutely perfect in every way.
Kyle and I were randomly home this past weekend. We split time visiting between his family and mine. On Sunday morning at 4 am Joe texted us letting us know Amy’s water broke. I talked with my mom who was worried about the twins in particular their lung development and asked for prayed. We received a phone call 2 hours later right before we were about to leave and my mom told us that she heard from Joe and the twins are lined up and ready to come out! I could still sense the worry in her voice but I could also hear a hint of excitement. We got to my parents house and awaited any news on the Joe, Amy, and the girls. Around 5:30 pm my brother called and asked my parents to come over and visit and asked my dad to bring communion for Amy. My parents were gone about a 2 hours. When they arrived home they said everyone needs to pray that Amy can get one more steroid shot for lung development. All through the night whenever I woke up I prayed. Joe sent us a text around 5:00 am on Monday and said Amy got her second shot and although this wasn’t an ideal situation the girls are coming. We ran some errands and went over to visit Amy before our flight that evening. Amy looked great and was in the best of spirits. She was making jokes and very calm. Joe was very attentive and so deeply in love, it was really beautiful to see. He watched Amy very carefully and was very protective of her. Kyle and I stayed until the last possible minute and regretfully had to depart as we pulled away my younger brother Michael texted that Amy went into deliver. We impatiently awaited any news and sat quietly in the car praying and thinking. We received the news that both girls were born and they were both doing well and so was Amy. I can’t explain how happy we were. We were trying to gesture in the air the length and making comparisons to different things that weighed two pounds, I can only imagine what people in the airport thought. Later that evening I spoke with Joe and instantly I could hear a change in his voice, the world as he knew it had changed for the better. He was concerned, excited, and grateful. His heart was heavy with worry but there was hope that floated in his words.
Although the twins will be in the NICU for 5-6 weeks and Joe & Amy will have to leave them at the hospital, we are all confident things will be okay for the twins. Our favorite priest Msgr. Sacks sent my mom the best words of comfort we could have asked for he said, “Trust God, babies are His way of telling us He believes in the future”. What a wonderful future that lies ahead for Joe, Amy, Abigail, and Beatrice Kelly.
4 lbs is the size of a bag of sugar, a weight at the gym, a solid metal hammer, and maybe a cast iron skillet. 4 lbs is also the combined weight of my twin nieces who made their way into the world late Monday afternoon. My brave sister-in-law Amy gave birth to Abigail Katherine and Beatrice Catherine weighing in at 2 lbs 14 oz and 2 lbs 15 oz respectively. Although the girls decided to make their debut prior to everyone’s expectations and preparations they are healthy, breathing on their own, and absolutely perfect in every way.
Kyle and I were randomly home this past weekend. We split time visiting between his family and mine. On Sunday morning at 4 am Joe texted us letting us know Amy’s water broke. I talked with my mom who was worried about the twins in particular their lung development and asked for prayed. We received a phone call 2 hours later right before we were about to leave and my mom told us that she heard from Joe and the twins are lined up and ready to come out! I could still sense the worry in her voice but I could also hear a hint of excitement. We got to my parents house and awaited any news on the Joe, Amy, and the girls. Around 5:30 pm my brother called and asked my parents to come over and visit and asked my dad to bring communion for Amy. My parents were gone about a 2 hours. When they arrived home they said everyone needs to pray that Amy can get one more steroid shot for lung development. All through the night whenever I woke up I prayed. Joe sent us a text around 5:00 am on Monday and said Amy got her second shot and although this wasn’t an ideal situation the girls are coming. We ran some errands and went over to visit Amy before our flight that evening. Amy looked great and was in the best of spirits. She was making jokes and very calm. Joe was very attentive and so deeply in love, it was really beautiful to see. He watched Amy very carefully and was very protective of her. Kyle and I stayed until the last possible minute and regretfully had to depart as we pulled away my younger brother Michael texted that Amy went into deliver. We impatiently awaited any news and sat quietly in the car praying and thinking. We received the news that both girls were born and they were both doing well and so was Amy. I can’t explain how happy we were. We were trying to gesture in the air the length and making comparisons to different things that weighed two pounds, I can only imagine what people in the airport thought. Later that evening I spoke with Joe and instantly I could hear a change in his voice, the world as he knew it had changed for the better. He was concerned, excited, and grateful. His heart was heavy with worry but there was hope that floated in his words.
Although the twins will be in the NICU for 5-6 weeks and Joe & Amy will have to leave them at the hospital, we are all confident things will be okay for the twins. Our favorite priest Msgr. Sacks sent my mom the best words of comfort we could have asked for he said, “Trust God, babies are His way of telling us He believes in the future”. What a wonderful future that lies ahead for Joe, Amy, Abigail, and Beatrice Kelly.
Holiday Season Wrap Up
01-08-12
With today being the official end of the Christmas season for me (I always wait for the Feast of the Epiphany) I unwillingly decided to write my holiday wrap up, I just hate to see the season end. It was so wonderful & I absolutely loved it. Kyle & I spent Christmas in PA and although our time this year was cut short due to work we made the absolute most of every second. We enjoyed quality time with family, we had a great time at our friends’ throw back Christmas party, and we enjoyed a lot of great food, laughter, fond memories, & a few spirits along the way all the while celebrating the birth of Jesus. What a great Christmas it was.
After Christmas was complete we prepared for a visit with our great friend Ian and his lovely girlfriend Liz (I absolutely adore her & her name ;-)). Kyle & I are always so grateful when we have friends take the time & money to come visit. We anxiously await their arrival and create an itinerary outlining the weekend. We live for itineraries and the one we created was, to date, our best one yet. Our weekend began with a delicious meal at Raleigh’s famous hot dog shop “The Roast Grill.” We were lucky enough to get seats and enjoy the atmosphere while partaking in George’s famous hotdogs with chili washed down with cokes & diet cokes in a bottle (awesome stuff). Our friend Gabe holds the record for the most hotdogs eaten and his picture is on the wall a few times (check out his story here Gabe's Story). After that we just caught up, giggled, napped, & watched Notre Dame lose to Florida State (*sigh, tough loss). The next few days were filled with an extreme hike where we saw a baby bald eagle (!!!), runs at the park, bowling, dinner, an NC State basketball game, and a battle of the sexes (which entailed bowling, Scattegories, Mad Gab, and Wii bowling). Needless to say the women were victorious taking the win with Wii bowling. We had the best time & enjoyed every second. With the 2011 holiday season now complete (we put our tree & decorations away yesterday boo...) we anxiously await the 2012 season where we our family will expand again with twin Kelly girls! Joe & Amy are due in March, more to come on that.
With today being the official end of the Christmas season for me (I always wait for the Feast of the Epiphany) I unwillingly decided to write my holiday wrap up, I just hate to see the season end. It was so wonderful & I absolutely loved it. Kyle & I spent Christmas in PA and although our time this year was cut short due to work we made the absolute most of every second. We enjoyed quality time with family, we had a great time at our friends’ throw back Christmas party, and we enjoyed a lot of great food, laughter, fond memories, & a few spirits along the way all the while celebrating the birth of Jesus. What a great Christmas it was.
After Christmas was complete we prepared for a visit with our great friend Ian and his lovely girlfriend Liz (I absolutely adore her & her name ;-)). Kyle & I are always so grateful when we have friends take the time & money to come visit. We anxiously await their arrival and create an itinerary outlining the weekend. We live for itineraries and the one we created was, to date, our best one yet. Our weekend began with a delicious meal at Raleigh’s famous hot dog shop “The Roast Grill.” We were lucky enough to get seats and enjoy the atmosphere while partaking in George’s famous hotdogs with chili washed down with cokes & diet cokes in a bottle (awesome stuff). Our friend Gabe holds the record for the most hotdogs eaten and his picture is on the wall a few times (check out his story here Gabe's Story). After that we just caught up, giggled, napped, & watched Notre Dame lose to Florida State (*sigh, tough loss). The next few days were filled with an extreme hike where we saw a baby bald eagle (!!!), runs at the park, bowling, dinner, an NC State basketball game, and a battle of the sexes (which entailed bowling, Scattegories, Mad Gab, and Wii bowling). Needless to say the women were victorious taking the win with Wii bowling. We had the best time & enjoyed every second. With the 2011 holiday season now complete (we put our tree & decorations away yesterday boo...) we anxiously await the 2012 season where we our family will expand again with twin Kelly girls! Joe & Amy are due in March, more to come on that.
A Year's End
12-31-11
For me the New Year is always filled with gratitude, laughter, & smiles. Memories float in the air of the year past & I reflect on life as I knew it. The most important feeling it brings me is hope. It's a beautiful word really & just the sound of it makes me believe in a brighter tomorrow. It fills my heart with promise and with love. Three years ago my Dad gave me a story to read with a wonderful idea in it, Kyle & I made this a tradition & I would like to share it with you today ...
The gratefulness journal
They were celebrating their first New Year's together as wife and husband. Married that summer, they were caught up with the struggles every couple experiences in the first year: creating a home, balancing careers and marriage, trying to keep up with student and car loans and rent while putting away whatever they could to build a future.
That New Year’s Eve, they decided to stay home. He walked into the bedroom and found her propped up writing in a new notebook. Snuggling next to her on the bed, he asked what she was doing.
“Oh, nothing, just writing down all that’s happened this year.”
“Can I see?”
“Sure.”
He took the journal from her and started to read: A beautiful wedding with family and friends...our honeymoon in Bermuda...Mom and Dad’s help to buy our first place...my wonderful husband...
Then he took the pen and added: My brothers’ help fixing up our house...A tough but good year at the firm that shows promise...my loving, caring wife.
“A pretty good first year,” he said, handing back the pen.
She wrote at the end of the list: We have much to be grateful for.
And so began a tradition. Every New Year’s, they would open the notebook and list the blessings of the year past. In those early years, the list was long: the birth of Sarah, her promotion at school, the launch of his own business. Some years the list was short and almost terse: Managed to keep it together during a bad year, survived her cancer surgery. A stormy year with our teenager Sam, but we all made it.
And every year’s pages end with the words: We have much to be grateful for.
Their journal now runs forty-plus pages. Recent entries include the blessings of their grandchildren. Pasted inside are prayer cards remembering loved ones and old friends who have gone on to God.
The journal is kept on the top of the dresser where they can’t help but see it every day. Its very presence throughout the year reminds them, in good times and bad, in moments of sadness and crisis, of desperations and despair, We have much to be grateful for.
Cheers to a grateful new year!
The gratefulness journal
They were celebrating their first New Year's together as wife and husband. Married that summer, they were caught up with the struggles every couple experiences in the first year: creating a home, balancing careers and marriage, trying to keep up with student and car loans and rent while putting away whatever they could to build a future.
That New Year’s Eve, they decided to stay home. He walked into the bedroom and found her propped up writing in a new notebook. Snuggling next to her on the bed, he asked what she was doing.
“Oh, nothing, just writing down all that’s happened this year.”
“Can I see?”
“Sure.”
He took the journal from her and started to read: A beautiful wedding with family and friends...our honeymoon in Bermuda...Mom and Dad’s help to buy our first place...my wonderful husband...
Then he took the pen and added: My brothers’ help fixing up our house...A tough but good year at the firm that shows promise...my loving, caring wife.
“A pretty good first year,” he said, handing back the pen.
She wrote at the end of the list: We have much to be grateful for.
And so began a tradition. Every New Year’s, they would open the notebook and list the blessings of the year past. In those early years, the list was long: the birth of Sarah, her promotion at school, the launch of his own business. Some years the list was short and almost terse: Managed to keep it together during a bad year, survived her cancer surgery. A stormy year with our teenager Sam, but we all made it.
And every year’s pages end with the words: We have much to be grateful for.
Their journal now runs forty-plus pages. Recent entries include the blessings of their grandchildren. Pasted inside are prayer cards remembering loved ones and old friends who have gone on to God.
The journal is kept on the top of the dresser where they can’t help but see it every day. Its very presence throughout the year reminds them, in good times and bad, in moments of sadness and crisis, of desperations and despair, We have much to be grateful for.
Cheers to a grateful new year!
A Time To Mourn
12-28-11
This year Kyle & I comforted close friends who lost loved ones in such tragic ways. When things like this happen in life words of empathy seem so obsolete. We wake up every day and go to bed each night with them at the for front of our prayers. My Dad shared a story that really resonated with me:
"One day a rabbi stood on a hill overlooking a certain city. The rabbi watched in horror as a band of Cossacks on horseback suddenly attacked the town, killing innocent men, women and children. Some of the slaughtered were his own disciples. Looking up to heaven the rabbi exclaimed: “Oh, only if I were God.” An astonished student, standing nearby, asked, “but, Master if you were God, what would you do differently?” The rabbi replied: “If I were God I would do nothing differently. If I were God I would understand.” - Joanna Laufer and Kenneth S. Lewis in Inspired
Make your moment last for yourself & for everyone around you.
This year Kyle & I comforted close friends who lost loved ones in such tragic ways. When things like this happen in life words of empathy seem so obsolete. We wake up every day and go to bed each night with them at the for front of our prayers. My Dad shared a story that really resonated with me:
"One day a rabbi stood on a hill overlooking a certain city. The rabbi watched in horror as a band of Cossacks on horseback suddenly attacked the town, killing innocent men, women and children. Some of the slaughtered were his own disciples. Looking up to heaven the rabbi exclaimed: “Oh, only if I were God.” An astonished student, standing nearby, asked, “but, Master if you were God, what would you do differently?” The rabbi replied: “If I were God I would do nothing differently. If I were God I would understand.” - Joanna Laufer and Kenneth S. Lewis in Inspired
Make your moment last for yourself & for everyone around you.
"Let God gather to Himself whatever He has planted in His garden. He takes nothing out of season" - St. Francis DeSales
Christmas Eve
Slow down,
soak it all in,
feel the peace this night inspires
& *believe* in the magic and the wonder of the season.
Happy birthday Jesus
& Merry Christmas to all.
soak it all in,
feel the peace this night inspires
& *believe* in the magic and the wonder of the season.
Happy birthday Jesus
& Merry Christmas to all.
& just like that I am 30.
12-10-11
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Here is a list of 30 things about me & my 30 years of life (in no particular order)
1. I will never outgrow my parents calling and singing happy birthday to me, it makes me feel so special.
2. EVERYTHING gets better with age.
3. I am absolutely positively in love with my job & there is no place I would rather be Monday-Friday.
4. Just when I think I know everything about Kyle, he surprises me & it is awesome.
5. My brothers have turned into my best friends.
6. My Dad is the wisest, most even-keeled person I know, I don’t know how he does it but I aspire to be just like him.
7. Birthdays are the best, only 365 more days till my next one!!
8. I am the gift whisperer, seriously, ask anyone who received a gift from me.
9. Home isn’t where I grew up anymore; home is where Kyle, Bailey, & I live. That makes my heart smile.
10. My mom gives the best hugs, ever.
11. I love being a Koch and the family I gained *officially* on June 13, 2009.
12. Nothing beats a hand written thank you note, nothing.
13. My nephew Caiden reminds me to view the world with wonder & awe.
14. Always stand up for what you believe in, even if you are standing alone.
15. Peer pressure & bullies never go away; it/they just grow up. Learning how to handle them as a teen helped prepare me for handling them as an adult.
16. I can’t thank my parents enough for sacrificing so much to send my brothers & myself to catholic school. It’s helped shaped the person I am today & I am forever grateful.
17. I love wine.
18. I still get homesick for familiarity and family but I always feel better at mass.
19. I have a lot of questions for God.
20. I hold conversations with my dog Bailey, she is an excellent listener ;-)
21. I love DeSales University & hope my kids can go there one day.
22. Growing up sheltered isn’t bad; you maintain a sense of innocence and an eternal hope that there really is good in the world.
23. I love America.
24. Praying for people who caused you heartache makes you a much better person.
25. I know I am way late to this party but helloooooooooooo yoga! You are amazing!
26. I loved playing college basketball & still miss it.
27. Watching my friends find their passion is inspiring.
28. I love learning.
29. My heart never stops aching for my friends & family that left earth for a better life. I miss them every day.
30. Praying before each meal is underrated.
1. I will never outgrow my parents calling and singing happy birthday to me, it makes me feel so special.
2. EVERYTHING gets better with age.
3. I am absolutely positively in love with my job & there is no place I would rather be Monday-Friday.
4. Just when I think I know everything about Kyle, he surprises me & it is awesome.
5. My brothers have turned into my best friends.
6. My Dad is the wisest, most even-keeled person I know, I don’t know how he does it but I aspire to be just like him.
7. Birthdays are the best, only 365 more days till my next one!!
8. I am the gift whisperer, seriously, ask anyone who received a gift from me.
9. Home isn’t where I grew up anymore; home is where Kyle, Bailey, & I live. That makes my heart smile.
10. My mom gives the best hugs, ever.
11. I love being a Koch and the family I gained *officially* on June 13, 2009.
12. Nothing beats a hand written thank you note, nothing.
13. My nephew Caiden reminds me to view the world with wonder & awe.
14. Always stand up for what you believe in, even if you are standing alone.
15. Peer pressure & bullies never go away; it/they just grow up. Learning how to handle them as a teen helped prepare me for handling them as an adult.
16. I can’t thank my parents enough for sacrificing so much to send my brothers & myself to catholic school. It’s helped shaped the person I am today & I am forever grateful.
17. I love wine.
18. I still get homesick for familiarity and family but I always feel better at mass.
19. I have a lot of questions for God.
20. I hold conversations with my dog Bailey, she is an excellent listener ;-)
21. I love DeSales University & hope my kids can go there one day.
22. Growing up sheltered isn’t bad; you maintain a sense of innocence and an eternal hope that there really is good in the world.
23. I love America.
24. Praying for people who caused you heartache makes you a much better person.
25. I know I am way late to this party but helloooooooooooo yoga! You are amazing!
26. I loved playing college basketball & still miss it.
27. Watching my friends find their passion is inspiring.
28. I love learning.
29. My heart never stops aching for my friends & family that left earth for a better life. I miss them every day.
30. Praying before each meal is underrated.
Jimmy V Week
12-07-11
Sports have influenced my life since the day I was born. I have four brothers and grew up in a neighborhood where every kid on the street was a boy except me, can you say tomboy much? This week in college basketball is Jimmy V week and last night in between the conclusion of the Villanova v. Missouri game and the start of the Marquette v. Washington game Jim Valvano’s 1993 Espy speech (tear jerker) was played. He received the Author Ashe award for courage. During his speech Jim announced that along with ESPN’s help he would establish The V Foundation for Cancer Research to help bring cancer research to the fore front and find a cure. Since then The V Foundation has given over $90 million to more than 100 facilities nationwide and proudly awards 100% of direct donations and net event proceeds to cancer research.
Watch his speech, be inspired, donate, & “Don’t give up, don’t ever give up.”
Sports have influenced my life since the day I was born. I have four brothers and grew up in a neighborhood where every kid on the street was a boy except me, can you say tomboy much? This week in college basketball is Jimmy V week and last night in between the conclusion of the Villanova v. Missouri game and the start of the Marquette v. Washington game Jim Valvano’s 1993 Espy speech (tear jerker) was played. He received the Author Ashe award for courage. During his speech Jim announced that along with ESPN’s help he would establish The V Foundation for Cancer Research to help bring cancer research to the fore front and find a cure. Since then The V Foundation has given over $90 million to more than 100 facilities nationwide and proudly awards 100% of direct donations and net event proceeds to cancer research.
Watch his speech, be inspired, donate, & “Don’t give up, don’t ever give up.”
Sunset Beach, NC
12-04-11
Two years ago for my birthday Kyle surprised me the weekend before by taking me to my favorite place on earth, Sunset Beach. We kept the tradition going because it was such a great time & this weekend proved no different. We got up early and drove three hours talking about upcoming Christmas plans, gifts, & our future. The smiles frequent, the giggling contagious, & the love ever-present. We rolled into the Calabash Deli and enjoyed some local fare. After lunch we decided to hit up the shore, it was just too beautiful a day to not go first thing! We pulled up to the sound of the waves crashing, seagulls squawking, and beach bums chatting. It was then we knew our afternoon previously determined plans needed to be changed & we needed to spend some quality time on the sand. We checked into the charming Sunset Inn & headed out the Le Belle Vineyard for wine tasting & music. The vineyard was packed! We skipped the wine tasting (we’ve are pros at this place) purchased bottles of our favorites & found a spot outside to enjoy some acoustic guitar & friendly smiles. We sipped wine & took in the afternoon.
Fast forward to 3 o’clock where we plopped down on the beach and watched the sun go down. I don’t know how to quite explain that afternoon because my words can’t do it justice. Have you ever just stopped and realize this is exactly what life is all about? It was one of those moments. It was more then perfect...
Later that evening we enjoyed a delicious romantic dinner from the always delectable Grapevine. It was a perfect ending to a perfect day. This weekend was absolutely wonderful & I enjoyed every second. It felt like the rest of the world just faded away...
Fast forward to 3 o’clock where we plopped down on the beach and watched the sun go down. I don’t know how to quite explain that afternoon because my words can’t do it justice. Have you ever just stopped and realize this is exactly what life is all about? It was one of those moments. It was more then perfect...
Later that evening we enjoyed a delicious romantic dinner from the always delectable Grapevine. It was a perfect ending to a perfect day. This weekend was absolutely wonderful & I enjoyed every second. It felt like the rest of the world just faded away...
"No matter where I travel, I will never be able to shake all of the sand
out of my flip flops, nor the ocean out of my soul"
Making the Moment Last
11-25-11
6 years ago today I didn't spend Black Friday shopping with my mom like many people did. I spent it at a hospital watching her body absorb chemo while discussing the upcoming Christmas activities planned, eating a turkey sandwich, and sitting in awe of the woman holding my hand. My mom has come very far since that day. She beat cancer and many other trials and tribulations that year. She is a role model for all women who are tested with this disease. She is *amazing*. She changed my life and gave me a new perspective on how to live, to really appreciate every single day, to savor life and soak in every single minute...making the moment last.
Fast forward 6 awesome years later and here I am starting a blog thanks in part to the inspirational Sarah Markle ;-), who has an excellent blog (http://saturdaysstory.weebly.com/) and who inspired me to start my own. So here it is: Make the Moment Last, whether it is a quiet night in with my husband, a party with friends, wine with my mom, watching my brother lull his son to sleep, or taking in a beautiful sunrise on the way to work. I work hard to stay in that moment and remember it because after all, isn't that what life is all about? Enjoying every second we are given?
Slow down, enjoy the view, & make the moment last,
LK
Fast forward 6 awesome years later and here I am starting a blog thanks in part to the inspirational Sarah Markle ;-), who has an excellent blog (http://saturdaysstory.weebly.com/) and who inspired me to start my own. So here it is: Make the Moment Last, whether it is a quiet night in with my husband, a party with friends, wine with my mom, watching my brother lull his son to sleep, or taking in a beautiful sunrise on the way to work. I work hard to stay in that moment and remember it because after all, isn't that what life is all about? Enjoying every second we are given?
Slow down, enjoy the view, & make the moment last,
LK