Saturday, August 21, 2010

A memory

I posted this on facebook this morning about my step dad. On August 21, 2001, he was killed in an accident at work. It FOREVER changed my life. I used to always tell people I was so lucky to have had 2 dads in my life. My real dad, who is always the clown and fun one, and then Robert, the serious one, my caretaker, and cheerleader in life. I knew when I got married I would have them both walk me down the aisle. Well, that didn't happen. I got married a little too late for that happen. But it was all God's will...anyway, it's been 9 years today. Until you have lost someone in an instance, especially someone that close to you, you really can't explain the pain it is. I truly believe I will be able to relive that day over and over in my head as long as I live...that's why when someones life is taken so quickly that it really gets to me. I know that phone call, that pain you feel. It is as if the breath has been sucked out of your lungs and your life is ending as well.

I loved that man with all my might. He did so much for my brother and I, and we weren't even his...by blood anyway, but he always claimed us, even though there are times when he probably didn't want to. He was so kind and caring and giving. He loved my mom and showed us what a normal relationship was supposed to be about.

I was thinking today how our first Christmas he bought me Giorgio perfume. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. It was popular when I was that age and I couldn't get over how awesome he was. He taught me so much about life and values and how others perceived you because of your actions. He was a simple man and sometimes didn't have to say anything at all.

There are certain songs that come on the radio that remind me of him. I usually end up crying. George Strait has one, and for some reason I can't think of the name of it right now, but it talks about the love he saw growing up and how he hopes to have that same kind of love when he gets married. Brad Paisley's, "He Didn't Have to Be", about a step dad...yep, you got it, it chokes me up every time. And more recent is Miranda Lambert's, which probably touches a lot of people about the house. I cry every stinking time I hear it!!!

It sucked terribly losing such a great man. I went through a lot that year and the following. It wasn't easy and there were times I wasn't sure I would want to get out of bed the next day. I never wanted to end my life, but there were times when I just wanted to stay in bed and shut the world out for a few days. I was grateful to have friends and family to get through it all. And God's plan guided me back home to live with my mom...shortly there after, I met Alex. Well, and as they say, the rest is history...and Alex is so much like Robert sometimes about things...it's funny. Even mom talks about it.

I have lots more to talk about, and post pics about 1st days of school and all that jazz, but today, is just for Robert. He was a precious man who I miss dearly. He would have been crazy about my kids and they sure would have been crazy about him.

Monday, August 2, 2010

heat

I know it's summer and it's supposed to be hot, but on my way home this afternoon around 5-ish...my car thermometer said 107. Last time I checked, this is Texas, not the Sahara Desert. If it is this hot when school starts back, I might have to fake an illness. Just kidding. Those poor kids will die at recess...let's hope this is a heat wave and will happily be out of here before school starts in 3 weeks.

I took my kids with me to my classroom to work. I would like to apologize to any other teachers who were trying to do any work whatsoever...my 2 crashed their rooms like they were their own and proceeded to touch everything, or ask to touch everything in their classroom. Good thing I have good hearted peeps to work with. I mean, we should all like children, since we teach...but there are times when we want and need peace and quiet to get something done before school starts. My mom met us there which helped a little bit. I love my mother to death, but sometimes we can really grate on one another's nerves, and today was one of those days. I was tired, she didn't feel all that great...but in the end, as we always do, we work it out. She always helps me get my room ready. I cherish it and her advice. After all, the woman did teach school for 35 years!!!

I went shopping with Katie and Terraysa yesterday to Frisco...hadn't been there since the mall first opened about 10 years ago. The last time I was there, it had just opened and a lot of the stores weren't even ready. My friend Amy lived close by, so we went to check it out (in college...and she's a whole different story). My cousin Kayla met us there and we at The Cheesecake Factory, which I have to say was excellent...how I have ever stayed away from that place is beyond me. We had the red velvet cheesecake...oh my word...it was like little bites of heaven in my mouth, seriously!! We had a great time and got some great deals! My best deal was a very cute denim jacket at target for $6.74!!! Not sure why it was marked down, but I sure didn't question it. Even the checker commented on how great a deal it was!!! I was super tired when I got home, but it was lots of fun. Not sure I can shop like I used to anyway!

My friend Amy was one of those friends I had in college, and we hit it off immediately. After she got married, it was as if we (all of her SWT friends) disappeared from her life forever. The strange thing is, we all get this Christmas letter/pictures every year from her, but it isn't from her. Maybe she addresses the envelopes or something, but her husband is the one who writes them. I tried my hardest to keep in touch with her via phone, email, letters...you name it. We were all dumbfounded that she didn't want to have friends outside her marriage or work. Grant it, we all live in different cities, but man...guess we weren't that good of friends. I could go on this topic forever. I feel like I am the one friend who tries to keep in touch more often than others, and to be honest, it's a bit tiring at times...oh well.

I am reading The Help and love it...I have to make myself put it down at night because that seems to be my only time to read here lately. I have laughed out loud a few times and Zadie asked me what was funny...there was no way to explain it, so I decided to read it out loud to her. I even made myself sound differently, like I think it would if it were a movie, which every book I read lately I see as a movie. It is good and I can't wait to finish it and read another book.