Tuesday, May 29, 2018

He Graduates

May I present to you, our Class of 2018 Senior Graduate, R1. 

I am so proud of this kid! He has accomplished so much in the four short years of high school. This past week has been a flurry of all sorts of events leading up to this day. I will admit that two of those days I was a crying mess. But on this night, not one tear fell. I just kept my eyes on R1 and smiled the entire time. Well, I looked at Hubs to but that was because he was a floor marshal on the same row as R1. Sorry (well I'm not really sorry) for the picture overload that is is about to take place. 

The processional in
Waiting to walk up on stage
The special hand shake with the principal, Mr. B
Receiving his diploma from a wonderful board member who has always supported him
The big bear hug given to the Assistant Principal, aka, Aunt T

The special congratulations dance moment between R1 and Hubs
He did it!
The celebration!
We are so proud of him!
R1 and his church youth leader, Jana
The grandparents
R1 and the BFF. This time he wasn't surprised
R1 and his baseball buddies, Logan and Jack
R1 and Mason, aka the Kings of Kilgore
R2, our future graduate, in 5 years

Friday, May 25, 2018

Class of 2018 Senior Walk

The school district where R1 attends school has a tradition of Senior Walk. It's where the kids dress in their graduation regalia and walk the halls of the elementary school. Kind of like a lets bring it back to where they started their school academic career.

The little ones are brought out and line the hallways waiting for the seniors to walk by and give them a hi-five. Also the teachers are waiting to hug their former students. 

It's almost bittersweet for me as Hubs taught at the elementary school for 17 years before moving to the high school. Most of the teachers have known R1 since birth. 

Today was senior walk for R1 and his classmates. I would like to say I held it all together but I did not. I was a crying mess. Just another bittersweet memory as part of his senior year. 

Here are a few pictures of R1 during his walk and his elementary school teachers. 

R1 walking the elementary school hallway for the last time
 
Class of 2018 and their elementary school teachers

R1 and his 5th grade science teacher

R1 and his 4th grade teachers
 
R1 and his 3rd grade teacher
 
R1 and his 5th grade teacher who just happened to be his dad

R1 and my BFF
R1 and his 1st grade teacher in 2018
R1 and his 1st grade teacher in 2006

R1 in 1st grade. His teacher had a bulletin board by her classroom door with all of her babies pictures from 2006. She even had their class shirt pinned on the board
 
This was one of my favorite pictures from the day The BFF gave him the biggest hug and a kiss on the check. Clearly he was surprised. Me, I loved it!
 

Monday, May 14, 2018

The End of High School Baseball

Friday night brought the end of R1's high school baseball season. We lost in game 2 of the area playoffs. 

Our boys played their hearts out and left it all on the field, however the umpires didn't help us any either. It was a tough series.

The boys walked off the field with their heads held high and straight into the dugout where they proceeded with a 40 minute hug/cry fest with one another. Then one by one they began to walk out to us parents who waiting just outside the dugout door.  When the boys were all out of the dugout more hugging and crying ensued this time with us parents. 

When R1 walked out of the dugout with red swollen eyes and tear stained cheeks I just grabbed into a big hug and he kept saying over and over, this is so much harder than what I thought. He never thought it would hit him this hard. R1 has played baseball since he was four and with most of these guys for 14 years. His season as a baseball player has come to an end.

One of R1's teammates put out a tweet on Twitter later that evening to all of the seniors.
And in true R1 fashion, he came back with a pun.

R1, your dad and I have loved watching you play baseball over the years. Your love for the game and growth as a player has been a joy to witness. This last season has truly been bittersweet. 
 
 
 
 
                             

Tuesday, May 8, 2018

Senior Prom 2018

Oh y'all these senior year moments are coming fast and furious! It seems this school year has just flown by. 

R1 had his last home baseball game Friday night and we are headed to the playoffs this week and then on Saturday he had Senior Prom. 

I have to admit, he looked quite handsome in his all black tuxedo. His date was beautiful too. 
He and his date had a great time. 

So hard to believe that in 14 days he will be graduating. Time please slow down just a little bit.


 

Wednesday, April 25, 2018

Senior Night

This kid makes me so proud every day!  23 days until the next chapter of his life begins.

The best days are ahead of you R1 and I for one can’t wait to see where life takes you. 

I love you to centerfield fence and back! 




Wednesday, April 4, 2018

World Series Champions

That's right folks, the Houston Astros are the World Series Champions.

Those that have been reading here for a while know that I'm an Astros fan. Monday night the World Series Champions banner was revealed at Minute Maid and last night the team received their championship rings. 

They are the most beautiful championship rings I have ever seen. I might have shed a tear. (I also might be a bit partial)

And let me tell you what a class act owner and ball club we have. Owner, Jim Crane, purchased championship rings for the entire organization. Everyone from the upper management to the ushers. All I can say is classy.



  
See, I told you, beautiful. 

All right boys, it's time to do work!

Thursday, March 29, 2018

2018 Baseball Season Is Here!


Finally the day I have been waiting for, opening day for the World Series Champions, the Houston Astros. 

Do work boys!


Monday, February 19, 2018

Senior Year Baseball

Highschool baseball season is here and it's R1's senior year. I'm still trying to figure out how we got here so fast. 

We've had a few scrimmages and R1 has really been enjoying the season so far. He's been putting in extra work also to help himself get better. 

I'm excited to watch him play but a bit sad knowing it's the last time. 

Good luck R1! Here's to making this baseball season one to remember.


Monday, January 22, 2018

He's 13

This boy turned 13 yesterday. I can not believe that 13 years have flown by so fast. It still feels like Hubs and I were bringing him home from the hospital the other day. 

He is so smart and funny. He loves God. He's not afraid to try new things or step out of his comfort zone. 

I am so proud of the young man he is turning into. 

Happy 13th birthday R2, I love you!
 

Friday, January 19, 2018

Snowmageddon 2018

In the past month it has snowed here in Southeast Texas three times. Yes you read that correctly, three times.  

It would be safe to say at this point Mother Nature is bi-polar and has clearly been off of her medication for quite some time. 


Saturday the local weathermen started prepping us for the imminent cold weather with don't forget to bring in your pets, cover your pipes and plants, mind you it 70 degrees at the time. But by Monday evening schools were announcing closures because the icepocalyspe was upon us. 

It did not get above freezing on Tuesday and it snowed here for hours. We only received about an inch or two but it was so pretty coming down. I will admit I was mesmerized as I stood by the window and watch the huge snowflakes fall to the ground.




 There is just something about snowflakes that I love.

Tuesday, January 16, 2018

The Storm

"And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. you won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. when you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in."

Many of my friends are just now getting back into their homes after Hurricane Harvey. Their homes are not completely ready but months of living either in a travel trailer or elsewhere has made them desperate to be back in their home so once it's in livable condition they are moving in.

I know this feeling all to well.

However it's what happens when they get back in their home that they are now experiencing that I have been going through since the first part of December and probably earlier if I am being honest. 

Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, PTSD. It's real people and don't let anyone tell you it's not.

Mine does not have me so debilitated that I can not function but it's there and usually comes in full force in the middle of the night and wakes me up out of a dead sleep.

Mine shows up two ways. One is I wake up in the middle of the night heart racing and feeling as if I am trying to out run the flood waters as they enter my old house, only I can't. The other is the feeling of I am floating at the top of my ceiling and I am watching the flood waters enter my home. I am watching as the water gets higher and higher. I see the current moving all of our furniture around.

My friends are all having similar dreams or feelings. We all know what it is and we all know it will take time and we are leaning on each other. We want things back to the way they were, the old normal.

So even though the storm is over, I nor they are the same person who walked in. 

Tuesday, January 2, 2018

Happy New Year - 2018

Happy New Year!

As I sit here reflect back on 2017 I am overwhelmed by the thoughts that just keep coming. It's almost like the waves crashing on the shoreline, one right after the other.

2017 was an emotional year to say the least. Losing our house and everything we owned was extremely difficult but through it all I always chose to stay positive. Sure there were bad days where I would sit in my own personal pity party because of my circumstances but I always pulled myself out and put an end to that. I had a family that needed me to focus on them and not my situation.

I always knew that God was in control and he was going to take care of me and my family. I just had a sense of peace. It's hard to describe. It was a faith I knew I had but never realized how deep it went. I just knew that we would come out of this and some how, some way, my family would survive and move on.

And we have moved on. We celebrated Christmas in our new home and New Year's Eve with new neighbors. 

But I have not forgotten what brought us here. I am definitely not the same person I was before the flood. Hurricane Harvey changed me. He left his mark deeply embedded on my life. 

Hurricane Harvey taught me a few things. I can do anything for a short amount of time. I am stronger than I give myself credit for. There are some wonderful people in the world who will come and help complete strangers because there was a need. I learned even though I said it was trash, it still was painful to toss it to the curb, but I also survived it all being thrown away. I have some pretty amazing friends. As long as my family is safe and they are with me, everything would be alright. I learned that everything is going to be OK, maybe not that day or the next or even 102 days later but in time it will be.