SVU...

i can not believe that it has been 11 years since i graduated from Southern Virginia University!? how can i be THAT old??? it just seems like yesterday and yet it does seem like an eternity...

looking back i can say that THOSE days were the best ever! it taught me things that would come handy down the road. the things that i complained about or hated, now i look back on and just shake my head. those things were NOTHING! we had it soooo good!

the friends, the dorm, the athletics, the coaches, the teachers, the drama, the relationships, the rebellion, the atmosphere, the education, the trips, the travel, the history, the "townies", the fun.....

i could continue but the point is, this was a time in my life that truly fits into my "ignorance is bliss" thinking. we had no idea how hard life really could be. we had no idea what "living in reality" meant. we had NO IDEA of how great we had it! fyi....LIVE IN THE MOMENT AND ENJOY EVERY BIT OF IT!!!

i would go back to that time in a heartbeat. (not that i don't love what i've got now but.....) and to that school because those professors, coaches, faculty honestly cared about us. do i talk to any of my professors from the University of Utah? Utah Valley University? no. but do i still talk to my coaches and professors from Southern Virginia University? yes. yes i do...

anyway, it's mostly because it's "graduation" time and of the "feelings in the air" that i think about SVU but today it's because on their blog they posted THIS... (our video) and let's just say that NEVER in a million years would i have thought that one day i'd be up on their blog.!?!

just sayin....girls club? lol. wow. it's ironic how life can change, huh?!


ps...guess who might be going back in the fall to give a devotional? hehehe yep!? we'll see......

(i wish i knew the cure for weariness!!??!!)

hmmm. insomnia sucks. and maybe insomnia is not the proper word for my problem. more like "insomnipain". maybe. but either way, it is utter hell. and i'm exhausted and have been all day. i woke up with a stress headache and i've had it now for almost 24hrs. booooo. this is when this seems like heaven sent.

i talked to a few others about my "decision" and they all told me to not give up. let's just say "easier said or judged then done". i am serious. the one point that i'm very adamant about is that it's going to be a very slow process. i mean, it's not like i'm going to wake up in the hospital, chill for a few weeks, and get discharged just in time to hit up a local 5k. i'd walk, struggle, limping along with a cane, and then have the greatest epiphany of life.

ding.

"hey? life was alot easier when i used my chair. better yet it was good. my life was just fine. in fact, life was great! why did i even think that i "needed to walk" to make life complete?"

yeah. i know i would so do that because that's exactly what i did once i learned how to walk with my leg braces. it is like the woman who thinks that having her breasts done or her tummy tucked will make her insecurities vanish or the problems go away. nope. the "issues" are still there whether they're positive or negative. you MUST feel "complete" when making ANY big decision. anyway. just a thought while in my "insomnipain" moments.....

can i tell you how jealous that i am of my kids right now?! all cuddled and comfy while dead asleep in their beds. i've often thought of the days when like them i could feel the comforts of bed. especially during nights like tonight when it's pouring rain outside. grabbing my favorite book, putting on my slippers and jammies, getting all cozy in bed while listening to the rain. one memory comes to mind of my house on middlesmoor in toronto. the loud snapping of rain as it falls from the sky to the roof and to the concrete below. ahhhhhh.

but i am rambling i know. i can't help it. what else is there to do at 2am??? sleep? what? wait? what is sleep? i wouldn't know!? ;)

you were given
this life
because you were
strong enough
to live it
~~~ unknown

The S-U-R-G-E-R-Y Catchup!

yes. i know. about 5 months late but i'm sorry. i forgot how much time you DON'T have when you have a child with you needing your undivided uninterrupted attention 24/7!? but we did it! and it's over! lol...
"i think that i want to go back to the hospital where they have that button. then i can ask for and get whatever i want!"

kindra's knee operation went well. the nurses were amazed at how well she managed her pain and could get around. when asked how she knew how to transfer to a chair and to maneuver around so well she replied "well, i see my mom doing it EVERY day!?". uh yeah. true. truuue.
we tried to have as much for her to do as we possibly could. she had lots of new books and new painting projects to keep her busy...
she came home with her knees bandaged but it was now cast time...
it was pretty funny, the 2 of us, in wheelchairs trying to manage and get things done! lol...






we finally decided that it was time to leave the house and get out of the cave...
yes. in. her. underwear. hahaha....


one of her drawings...
her couch-bed creation...
her bed-fort...


her, our, new bff's...


our morning breakfast routine...
out for grammy's birthday dinner...
my silly kin and her eye closing pictures because the flash is too bright!? lol...
how has it already been 6 wks!?! it went by so fast. and i'd never take back the time that we were able to spend together, alone. time for me to be a mom but to also be a friend. utmost comedy and perfect memories.







now for some therapy.
eek. let the hard work begin......

Let The Fun Times Begin!?

therapy...
i was being her "personal" walker...
kindra is a full on care giver. she loves helping out and spreading the love. she has been begging to become a cat owner. uh. no! so what did i give in to? yes. a fish.






picnic fun...
one afternoon kindra disappeared. i found her outside, on the lawn, "grooming" the dog. if you could have heard the conversation that she was having, you would have died at the things that she was saying. "oh you good girl. you are just so pretty and gorgeous" bla bla bla in a full on baby voice. yes. i wanted to barf. no really....


(and yes. that is one of my couch pillows. why is it out there? well, she wanted to use it as a "grooming platform"?! yeah?! classic...)

BaCk tO SChoOl---

i'll be honest. she missed her friends but she was LOVING the staying at home with mom part. aaaand so was i. there were plenty of tears that first day going back. i had to just push her in the classroom door and "roll". hard. very hard. the house was much too quiet when i got home and i had no idea what to do all by myself. it was an odd feeling...

love you rin!
xxx