New Bloggers On Blogger (Blogspot) Facebook Group

The fabulous Kathe With An E has started a new Facebook group:  Bloggers On Blogger (Blogspot)  Isn't about time that Bloggers on Blogspot have their own Facebook group?

We are excited about it so I want to tell all of you.  The talk is about Blogger ahem of course and other interesting topics as they come.

Come to join us, we are a private group.  Send me your email address so I can invite you to join.  We want your knowledge and also we want you to learn the best of the best about Blogger.  Why not?

My email is myeclecticloft@gmail.com hopefully you fill up my inbox with your emails.

Fireworks and All

 Last night we enjoyed an evening away.  That is special for us as we don't get to do it often.  Michael for years goes to a special spot in Columbus, Ohio to watch the Red, White & Boom.  This place is secluded to a point, not a crowd, easy access, and not horrible traffic when leaving.  Friends and family all joined in and made a fun and nice evening.

Sharing some photos.

Michael the first to eat, of course it is all about him!  Love him to pieces.

A fun group behind us.  Great people.

Had to take this pic of The Ohio State Buckeyes chairs!  Go Bucks!

Tim chasing after Cheyenne that will be two.  A real cutie!

We have to take pics of Mike without him knowing as you will see why in later pics.  He is so ornery.

As you can see why we have to surprise him with taking photos.  I was begging him not to do this.  No stopping him.

Trying to get him to stop!  Me and Mike.

Me and my Mom, curly hair night because it was supposed to rain.  Oh well had fun anyway.

I always take horrible pics.  This is Cierra with me and Mom.  Cierra stuck by Mom's side the whole evening.  It was so cute.  She even called Mom this morning.  Priceless!

Mom and one of best friends for 50 years, Blanche and her grandson, Kyle.

New Love Birds.  I told her to put her leg up like that and it embarrassed him to death!  Fun!

Priceless!

Cheyenne cheese!  Too Cute.

Family pic had to hold Mike's hand down.

Me, Mom and Blanche......

Friends me and Jeri

It is really difficult to take photos of fireworks.  Never tried before.  They were done before I could get a shot off.  Here is what I did manage to get.

   My favorite fireworks.  ohhhhhh-awwwww

Did pretty good on this one!

Is a Day Just Another Day?

It's that time a year again that I have to keep myself busy in so many ways.  When you have lost a child every day is an effort but special days are just worse; no words to describe the devastation that suddenly appear out of nowhere.  Each turn has your child there looking at you, smiling usually or from a past memory.  All that I have left are pictures and memories.  I should add the many lessons my son taught me in his short 17 years of life.  He was wise beyond his years.  His friends called him the “old man” because he always had the answers to life’s problems.

The horrible date is June 8, 2005 and that day is fast approaching.  We have been invited to baby showers, parties, and other things on that day.  Hello!!!!  Don’t you realize what day that is?  Do you know what you are asking me to do?

Truth is despite how crushed, depressed or ill-tempered I am on that day I have to remember Dustin’s words to me once, “Mom, life is too short you need to get out there and live; enjoy yourself.”  He is right and I know it but what makes the date so overwhelming?  Is it that I remember the phone call?  Is it the doctor telling me, “Well he’s dead.”  Yeah let’s say that doctor didn’t work there long after that comment to me. 

The one thing I have to do is keep on surviving, keep making the choices to continue to live my life no matter what day it is.  Will I cry on June 8^th, you bet’cha I will as I lie silently in bed like I do every night and every morning on a regular day.  Rolling out of bed will be a little tougher but I will rise up, get coffee and get my day going.  At some point I will go to the cemetery to visit him and play of couple of his favorite songs, Fat Bottom Girls and Desperado. 

When I do speaking engagements I talk about Choices and it has to be true for me to.  I can choose to lie in a nice bed with soft 600 count Egyptian sheets and with my fluffy pillow or get up and live as Dustin wanted me to do. You see he was my only child and very spoiled not a brat but spoiled.  I worked hard for us to have what we needed and what he wanted.  Now is no different.  He wanted me to live life so live life is what I choose to do. 

Dustin's website 

Some days may not be as productive as others but know that I am always choosing to make the right Choice.

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