Peony blooms

Only one of the peony roots I planted weeks ago has sent shoots up.   It’s fun to watch it slowly inch it’s way up.  Impatient for blooms,  I also planted a few more peonies.  I’m loving my morning walks around the yard to greet my plants.

First up:  Tom Eckhardt Peony I love the yellow in the center on this variety.  So beautiful.


The second to bloom is a Karl Rosenfield Peony.  I’m excited to watch it open completely.


Lastly, a Shirley Temple peony which has yet to unfold.


Dare I admit that I’d buy at least a dozen more if my budget would permit?

Last pictures with Grandpa

We made it safely home.  It’s good to be back.  I couldn’t help but think as we drove into our driveway that two weeks ago we did the same thing after spending the weekend in Denver to visit my Grandpa.  Tonight we returned from his funeral.


We took these pictures two weeks ago today before we all jumped in the car to drive away.  I knew they would be precious to us but had no idea he would leave us the next weekend.  He had aged so much but was still himself,  ready to joke with us and quick to observe the children.


And I love this picture of him with all my children, gesturing to explain something to them.


I miss him so much.   I squeezed his hand,  kissed his forehead,  told him everything I wanted to say to him in case it was the last time.  I’ll forever be grateful we made that trip and created powerful memories that are seared into my heart.  Even so,  I wish I could say it all again,  kiss him one more time,  hold his hand once more.   I thought I was prepared for him to go but I wasn’t ready after all.  He was such a wonderful man.

Jennifer

A Year of Habits, no. 23



I’m typing this report from Newport Beach California where we’ve been for the weekend.  Yesterday the memorial service was held for my remarkable grandpa who passed away a week ago today.  It’s been what many funerals are:  emotional ups and downs, memories shared, laughter, cousins playing together, relatives reconnecting and catching up on life’s experiences.

Naturally, we wouldn’t want to keep things too simple or run-of-the-mill, so on the first night we were here our youngest threw up all night long, with our 6th joining the party at 4 am.  What does it say when you’ve exhausted the towel supply from two hotel rooms and are down at the front desk at 4 am asking for 10 clean towels to be delivered to your room?  Number 6 was over it as quickly as it hit him, but our baby has been sick for 48 hours, only beginning to hold down even sips of fluids tonight… just in time for #5 to get sick.  After several days of not sleeping well, we were counting on a good night’s rest tonight before tomorrow’s drive back.  It looks like we’re in for an adventure.

I’ve been thinking about how sometimes when you try to do the right thing the Lord seems to whisk away the obstacles and provide a clear path to your destination.  Other times it feels like he litters the way with big rocks, then helps you limp over them.  Much as I wish and hope and occasionally pray for the clear path, our current stage in life seems to be way of the rocks.  I guess God really isn’t interested in us being comfortable right now.  I suppose he’s trying to strengthen our backs.

My Mom has always said something I believe to be wise.  Life provides a lot of choices, many of which are difficult.  But if you always err on the side of choosing people and not things, chances are that things will work out and you won’t regret your choices.  We’ve tried to choose people this week.  A lot of “things” have been disappointing, but the feeling of gathering with relatives to celebrate the life of a wonderful man (even if your baby throws up in the middle of the funeral) is great payment for all the headaches it took to get here.

And so tonight I close with a heart that is grateful for people who’ve touched my life in powerful and good ways.  I am grateful to have known my Grandpa, grateful to have been here this weekend with my extended family, so grateful  to belong to an awesome family.

Now we just need to get home and get back to work.

Jennifer

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