Monthly Archives: November 2013

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Happy Birthday Hub

The other day I was racing through the land of Facebook. I was going really fast, and sifting through the unimportant to find something of meaning, something with backbone. Honestly, I don’t remember what I was looking for, but I remember what happened next. I clicked on the left side of the screen, on a link called ‘Events’. I hadn’t even done it on purpose, but for the two seconds that I saw the link open, and before I clicked back to wherever I was headed, I saw the smile. Joe’s smile. There was the little thumbnail picture of Joe Hubbard. It’s now his birthday, and I had that reminder coming up in my ‘Events’.

Suddenly my high-speed pursuit of whatever through the land of Facebook came to a screeching halt. Naturally, I smiled, as it’s hard not to when seeing Joe’s smile. I swallowed hard to push down the instantaneous lump that had jumped up into my throat. And in an instant, my perspective on my day, my week, my everything changed. Nothing was rushed in that moment, my life was at peace, totally fine, not a single complaint, for I was looking at the face of a late friend who, in the latter days of his life, went through more in single days than I have ever faced in 40+ years. So, I stopped, I looked at his picture on my screen, and where I sat, I said a little prayer regarding Joe, his family and his friends, and to ask forgiveness for me being such an bull-headed idiot. Ya, that bad day I was having, or the tiring week I was increasingly fed up with was nothing compared to what I know Joe encountered. I know there are others, way too many others, who have been through so much, but it was that moment spent with the picture of ‘Hub’ and the memory of him that got me back into gear. Thankful, reverend, and in remembrance I moved forward.

At the end of this, I have shared the link to the tribute I wrote to Joe nearly two years ago now. But before I get there, I find it quite telling that nearly two years later, Joe still affects us, brings us together, and impacts moments when impact is needed. Happy Birthday Hub.

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Performance within a Performance

There’s a certain part of me that I hope never goes away. As a matter of fact, I wish it would continue to grow so that I may more effectively share it with others for the remainder of my days. I am talking about the feeling of Christmas morning, the appreciation of the season, the reason for Christmas, and my love for the old Christmas carols. Yes, even in my 40’s I still get excited about Christmas, excited about the season, about the old, and about the new. It’s a wonderful time of the year, and if I never got another physical present for Christmas, I’d still be happy and blessed if I could just experience the songs, the sounds, the gathering of loved ones, and of course my yearly visit with my old friends of the Trans-Siberian Orchestra. Continue reading

God’s plan – A tribute for the Carey family – A year later

Thinking of the Carey Family this morning…

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I sit here with a heavy heart and tears in my eyes, wondering why this bothers me so much tonight. A little more than 24 hours ago, a long time friend of mine let several of her friends know that she had just lost her younger brother Sam. This young man, whom I never knew personally, died as the result of a car accident in New Hampshire yesterday. My friend Tina let me know the news just moments after I had said a prayer for her brother, their family, and all their loved ones. I had just heard he was in the accident, and by the time my prayers were completed he was gone. My heart sank for all of those he left behind.

I read the articles today. I watched the video clips and tributes today. I can’t imagine the feeling the family has endured over the last 24…

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Remembering Veteran’s Day

This morning is Veteran’s Day. In Canada it’s Remembrance Day. In my home we are honoring, remembering, respecting, and we are thankful for our Veteran’s, past, present, and future.

I am home with my three youngest children this morning and I want them to know what this means, and why we remember. A few minutes ago, my son came into the office and asked if I had just heard Theodore yelling. I said I had. He asked me if I knew why he was yelling so loud. I did not. He shared with me that the Star Spangled Banner had come on the TV in the family room, and that Theodore, on his own, sang “…of the brave” as loud as he could to end the Anthem.

A minute later Theodore pulled up a rocking chair beside me, and in the presence of his older brother, twin sister and I; he demanded silence as he attempted to sing the National Anthem on his own. It was adorable as he repeated a few lines here and there that were combined with other lines, but he gave it his best shot. He also knew that all should be quiet while he sang the song.

Then I played Madison Rising’s version of the Star Spangled Banner (which we all love). We played it a few times. Jacqueline held a little rhythm and pretended to sing the words, and we all enjoyed it, together.

But, more importantly, we recognize that among the reasons we have a morning like this to enjoy at all, is because the greatest forces of men and women in the history of mankind have defended our freedoms and beliefs. They were the best, they are the best, they will be the best. Most of us truly don’t have a clue as to what these brave men and women have endured, braved, and walked towards even when every fiber of their being would tell them to run the other way. For them, for all of them, I, we, are thankful. I wouldn’t even want to imagine it another way.

Our military, our armed forces, these fellow countrymen and women continue to do what is asked of them, day after day. Right, wrong, agreed, or disagreed, they go. They take each and every day seriously, and assume nothing. They go. They train. They are there. There are here, now. They are the best, and they still walk in harm’s way everyday. This day is not just about a time long ago, it’s about all times. It’s about times we haven’t yet experienced. It’s about times we are fortunate enough to not have experienced. Today is as important now as it would have been at any other time, or at any other time to come. A friend of mine who is very close to our military, recently made a comment to me after attending three military funerals in one day, to the effect of, wishing people understood how much warring is still going on. I don’t know which affected me more, the commentary itself, or the fact that this person (and so many others) deals with this kind of thing more often than a lot of us stop to even think about our men and women serving.

It’s Veteran’s Day. It’s Remembrance Day. Please take this time seriously. Mean what you say. Say what you mean. Either way, always remember. Always respect. Always be thankful. We have so much to be thankful for.

I have included below, a poem that came to me two years ago. I know it’s not the best verse ever, but it’s tied to strong emotions. I really did wake up in the middle of the night with most of the words to this little poem. Obviously, these thoughts are never far from my mind. It’s not the first time I awoke in thought on these matters, nor has it been the last.

REMEMBER
Remember more often, remember with others aloud
Remember more than today, remember they should feel proud
 
Remember to thank them, remember that is for always
Remember to be respectful, remember not just holidays
 
Remember we have no idea, remember they have been there
Remember our freedoms; remember they walked where most don’t dare
 
Remember that there are triggers, remember they relive then
Remember we have a place, remember we can love, we’ve never been
 
Remember heroes, do remember; remember time spent is a prize
Remember we can help them; remember to look into their eyes
 
Remember they didn’t always know why, remember they went on call
Remember some disagreed; remember them, not one, but all
 
Remember how we live today; remember it could have been a different way
Remember our men and women, remember them, embrace them today
 
Remember that memories don’t end; remember we must pass this on
Remember those serving today; remember all, not just those who are gone
 
Remember every day, remember, certainly, on this Veteran’s Day
Remember our place; remember we’re thankful supporters in every way

Afternoon moment

Looking west toward the village of Goffstown, Wednesday, November 6th, 2013

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Gathered sky says goodbye

I don’t have wide open spaces, instead I pick my places.
Even among all the trees, we were able, this beauty to see.
The kids and I gazed overhead, in time to see these shades of red.
The vastness gathers on high, kissing the sun again, good-bye.

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