Sweet Elle

So small

Yet you take up such a huge part of our hearts

So quiet

Yet you scream out to us in our minds

not a minute goes by without thoughts of you

So few moments you have been with us

Yet we have dreamed and prayed for you for years

Sweet Elle

You fill us with love

Elle Simone Hickerson

November 6, 2009 12:45 am

8.5 pounds 22" long

A matter of Choice

I received my donor card in the mail Friday. It took me by surprise, I had forgot that you now receive a card to carry with you, incase the unimaginable happens and this alerts people that you have made a choice. Back when the donor program first started, you took a pamplet with you after you changed or renewed your driver's license. In it, you would find a fill in the blank type card with a place for a signature. Also, a little red rectangle sticker that said "donor". You would take that sticker and stick it on your driver's license. Now, I assume it is in the little data strip that lives on the back of your license.

When my oldest son received his learners permit, he took the pamplet, read over it, signed it and gave it to me since he was a minor. He peeled the sticker off and placed it on the front of his license. This repeated itself when my younger son took and passed his test, except the red sticker was now gone. We had talked about being a donor several times, and we have been blessed by having a donor change the life of a family we love. But, when filling in his change of address application, down on the bottom was a place to mark or not mark if you would like to be a donor. As he read the questions aloud, he came to that and said yes-without a stutter or a second thought. My heart warmed as it had done several years back with my oldest. For their caring hearts, their giving heart and for the faith that they have that if anything happens to them, their earthly bodies are of no use to them anymore, that as we exit this life and continue on to a greater one, it is nice to leave a little something behind that can change someones life-and those around them too.

I Love Fall

As we wound our way to Ruidoso this weekend, Jamey and I enjoyed the beautiful scenic route through Cloudcroft. The side of the road was painted in lovely greens, yellows and reds. I wanted to stop and take pictures along the way, but even pulling to the side of the road for emergencies would prove to be dangerous. So instead, we took it all in and enjoyed it from the safety of our vehicle. I was driving and unable to snap any motion pics but on the way home managed to capture a few heading out of Ruidoso.


It is nice to get away and recharge and have 3-4 hours alone in the car with your husband. We spent the time talking about random things and laughing about this and that. Nothing very deep except for the comfort we have with one another. I am so thankful I have someone to laugh and enjoy life with~

ps yes, I did take a couple of pictures of us-they were all squinty faced though :) The sun was out and bright in our eyes this morning!

Slave Labor

Since I can remember, each time my mom comes to visit she helps out with the laundry. The hubby always makes a comment about it to my mom "yea! you're here-now I can have clean socks" "Mary, sorry you have to come visit and WORK" the latest "Mary, that looks like SLAVE LABOR" stated while she sat on the couch with the temperature at a comfortable 73 degrees. Of course he is teasing with us. My laundry is, for the most part, caught up now a days. I don't know what it is, fewer places to go during the week, one less kiddo to pick up and laundry for, fewer pieces of clothing~ But to tell the truth, I always loved it when mama came and visited back when the boys were little. Not only would she do laundry non-stop, but she would clean the kitchen after I cooked, she would make the beds in the morning (we didn't know what to do with that one!) And sat and kept the kids company or got them drinks of water and listened to their stories. But mainly, she kept me company. And okay, rubbed my feet at night. I didn't force her. She just did it. And I let her.

This weekend while she was down, she did some laundry and helped in the kitchen. But, I also got her out in the flower bed to plant tulips. FORTY to be exact. We laughed and talked and poked fun at one another. It was a nice day for some mother/daughter activity.

Over the next few months, I will be anxiously awaiting spring to watch those tulips that were planted with love and care by my mama to sprout and flower with beauty-but nothing like the beauty of my mama.

Say it Like you MEAN it

So first it was Joe Wilson the Representative from South Carolina.

Then it was Serena Williams, tennis great.

Okay, then the latest....Kanye West-gee, don't know what he does :)....rapper/producer

At what point do these people get the idea it is okay to say, hurt and do whatever they want to to whomever they want to.......because they are "stars"? Or people of power?

I AM NOT BUYING the apologies~at least that is what they are calling it. Even my then 5 year old son knew when someone was really not sincere in their apology. And I never forced him to say, I accept your apology if he felt it wasn't sincere. YOU know, anyone one can be "forced" to say SORRY. It is the easiest word to say, yet the hardest one to mean. We can try and force our kids, and 'stars' and politicians to say I'm sorry. But until they really feel remorse~don't bother. We can all see through you. Yell, Interrupt, Disrespect. Come on people, those are the first lessons we learn in Sunday school. It is the first things our parents teach us. Joe, Serena, Kanye.....have you ever heard of Character Counts? Millions of dollars are spent on these programs in schools all across the nation. Do you guys need to go take a refresher course? It happens everyday in all our lives. It is hard to keep in check. Let's remember though, we should all behave and act as if someone is always watching us, copying our actions.

Personally, I think they ALL need a time out, and something taken away from them that really matters, unlike their reputation.