Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Thanksgiving 2012


The things I’m thankful for… there are so many… I already know I will forget some, but here goes…in no specific order…(like the beauty pageants)

1.      I’m thankful to call Lincolnton my home.  This is more than a house to me… it is home.   Just about everything of importance in my life happened in this small town.

2.    I’m thankful for my parents.  I’m thankful for their honesty and their loyalty.  I never once doubted how they felt about things I was doing in my life…and I never once doubted that they would always have my back in any situation.

3.    I’m thankful for my brothers… they love me… they still pick on me and tell me my butt is big… and I talk too much… and I do this and that wrong… but we talk… I realize how lucky I am to have that relationship with them.  I couldn’t ask for better nephews and nieces too! 

4.    I’m thankful for the girls I grew up with… I couldn’t have lived life without wanting to be with them every day… I wanted to a great cheerleader like Connie, have Tara’s personality, be tall like Nikki, be quick-witted like Amy, be pretty like Lisa, sing like Lawana… I was also lucky enough to love being around Ben and Jamie all the time… they saved me many a night in Statesboro!

5.    I’m thankful for Mark’s family… they make me laugh until I cry… and I really think somewhere along the way we are all kin because we think too much alike!

6.    I’m thankful for God’s grace… He has given me way more than I deserve.  I have two beautiful children who aren’t perfect… but in my eyes… they are the best!  Refer back to #2…I do the same thing to them! 

7.    I’m thankful for Mark… that boy I met 21 years ago amazes me every day… I love that he protects our family of four…wants to make memories with just us… and truly cherishes the little bit of time we have together.  I also love him for letting us move back to LC!  I used to think it was corny to renew vows… but wow…after having children…those vows I said… I had no idea how true they were at that moment… I need to say them again!  Maybe Hawaii???

8.    I’m thankful I moved away for eleven years.  I met the sweetest friends on earth.  I learned to survive on my own.  I learned to appreciate the good life back at home.  And most importantly, I learned that life goes on in other places besides LC.  I couldn’t have survived without Staci Howard, Wendi Lawson, and Donna Hembree… you were my stand-in mamas while Mark traveled…. KB wouldn’t be who she is today without ya! 

9.    I’m thankful for simple things… walking the streets of Nashville this week…and being in San Diego and New York this year… I realized that simple things aren’t common… electricity, food, clothes… I am blessed… I know it!  I’m also glad my children have seen it… they know there is poverty. 

10.  I’m thankful for family.  I thankful my granddaddy was a mayor, school board chairman, and post office worker  ( I learned I can do more than one job at a time).  I am thankful I am named after my grandmother… I hated my name growing up… Rachel… ugh… but I’m proud and I smile when people call me Boo now!  I ‘m also proud of my big butt and legs… and fat hands… Granny will never be gone as long as I am alive.  I’m not happy with my skin that is just like James’s, but I am still proud to have a part of him in me.  

11.  I’m thankful for new friends… friends that love facebook as much as me…they just don’t update like I do.  Friends who are willing to drop anything to help me.  Friends who treat my children like their own.  Friends who know when I need someone…and when I need to be by myself. 

12.  Finally, I’m thankful for challenges… as hard as it is to write… I am!  I learn so much from them.  I’ve learned to bite my tongue, not judge until you wear someone’s shoes, and find that silver lining in everything I do.  I’m still looking for that silver lining in the cloud that is over me right now… my Edu. Specialist degree graduate work that is taking up the majority of my Thanksgiving Holidays… but I know it will show up… it has to… It always does! 

 

Thursday, November 1, 2012

That Silver Lining has a lot of Orange and Purple!






FYI- This post is for Ben to have to always remember this special day.  When I am long gone...he will always be able to remember the details!  I'm sure he won't mind you reading it... 




     I can remember the day like it was yesterday.  I could tell that Betty Carol was having a hard day.  I could tell that she needed some time away.  I could tell that she was about to break.  Watching Bobby those last days before his death had taken a toll on her.  I suggested she ride with me to my mama’s house and pick up a chocolate delight that I asked Mama to make because I thought Bobby might take a bite of his favorite dessert.  As we crossed the Georgia/Carolina bridge, I can remember telling her I couldn’t even think about the future because I was so mad that Ben, who was only two, would never know how much Papa loved him.  I was so mad that the only way he would remember him would be through pictures.  I wanted to scream, but I knew I needed to stay strong for her.  That was the day I questioned God and thought “Why in the world would you make this family go through this slow, agonizing death?”.  Very quickly I was reminded that God doesn’t put us through anything we can’t handle and one day I would see the silver lining in the cloud that was over us!
                I saw the silver lining this week.  For almost two years, Mark has been saying that we needed to take the children to see Dabo at Clemson.  In fear of not telling the story correctly, the highlights are: Mark wrote a book, Faith on a Sticky Note, about his daddy and his faith, Dabo read the book, and Mark and Dabo started emailing! 
                Tuesday, October 30, 2012, will be a day that Ben McKinney will always remember.  One day I can tell him the story that if his granddaddy hadn’t died the way he did… he would have never had his dreams come true.
                After convincing Ben that we were NOT going to see Santa Claus, we headed to Clemson to meet head coach Dabo Swinney.  We first went to his office in the West End Zone.  Purple and orange were everywhere!  We were greeted by smiling faces and never felt that we were putting anyone out for having us there.  We visited for about thirty minutes with Dabo and it was time to go.  As we were leaving, Dabo called Ben back into the office and gave him two poker chips with tiger paws and “I’m All In” on them.  Bobby’s favorite thing to do: Play poker: He was there with us!

 Mark takes such great pictures... And I promise Ben isn't stealing anything... he looks scared to death!
 Katie Britt and Hannah breathing... I don't think they took a breath the entire time he was talking to us!
 Three of Bobby's four grandchildren in Dabo's office!  I know he was smiling as big as Ben is in that chair!
 Ben thinks he needs a chair like this for upstairs since the boys use these to play the Playstation in the West End Zone!
 
As we were ready to walk out the door again, Dabo called Ben back in again and handed him a Clemson hat that he autographed with “All In” on it.  For those of you who know Bobby, he never went anywhere without his hat on!  He was there with us!
                We headed over to the practice field after the visit and started watching practice.  Being the cold-natured person I am, I couldn’t take the wind and cold!  Katie Britt, Hannah, and I left to go buy sweatshirts and find some coffee.  About an hour later we returned to Mark and no Ben.  When I asked where he was, Mark pointed out to the field.  There was Ben taking every step Dabo took and mocking his every move.  I knew Bobby was with us without a doubt.  This doesn’t just happen with every little boy.  For two hours my little boy got to follow in the footsteps of Dabo Swinney and watch a football practice with boys he dreams of being just like.  None of this would have happened without Bobby.
                On a side-note, we were immediately greeted by a precious Down Syndrome boy who I will call “Cowboy”.  He had a notebook, Clemson attire, and a smile that would light up the world.  He asked me a million questions.  I answered every one of them.  As I stood there, I knew that a few years ago I would have been so uncomfortable talking to this special needs child.  I was afraid of children who had disabilities.  Again, because Bobby died, we moved back to Lincolnton.  I took the only job available, special education, and now I have grown to love these special kids and I know that just because they may not be what the average person calls “normal”, they are so special, loving, caring, kind, and they have the biggest hearts of anyone!  I asked Cowboy if he would tell on me for taking my camera out because I wanted a picture of Ben following Dabo around.  He told me to give him my camera.  A little hesitant at first, I did and ended up with the best pictures of the two of them!  Cowboy needs to be a photographer!  You will see several pictures with Cowboy in them!  He says he can hook me up if I will yell at him from the sidelines at the next home game! 
                When practice was coming to a close, Cowboy led us down the field to where the team had taken a knee around Ben.  Ben said Dabo just talked about not being late to class… I’m glad that is all they had to worry about!  As Dabo was talking, I saw a #25 hand Ben his “sticky gloves”.  Ben has loved sticky gloves since he first went to see Brandon Barden play at Vanderbilt several years ago.  I almost cried right there to think how sweet it was to give up his gloves to a little boy.  Today, I found out that boy who gave up his gloves is from Lincolnton, GA.  Ironically, I didn’t know his number… I can’t wait to see Ben’s eyes light up when he comes to see us in Lincolnton.  Mark has already contacted him to let us know when he is in town!  Thank you C.J. Jones for making dreams come true for a little boy who only wanted sticky gloves for Christmas one year!  I am learning more and more about you every day!  You are precious!
                Ben got another pair of gloves and a practice football with the Clemson Tiger Paw on it.  He is on cloud nine!  Our final treat was a helmet we took with us.  The nicest guy came up and asked if I wanted it signed.  I said, “YES!”.  He told me to let him take it so he could get the players sign it.  I wish I knew his name because he helped us out so much.  One of my favorite signatures is from Tracy Swinney~ #1 brother!  Dabo’s brother came over and talked to us and so, so nice!
                As the final whistle blew,  Cowboy got to show his medal he won at Special Olympics to the team, and they rushed off the field.  We got Ben’s favorite four players to stop for a picture.  It was freezing cold and I am sure they weren’t excited about stopping…but they never let on that they were irritated with us!  As the players ran by, I could hear them telling Ben bye and calling his name.  I know Bobby was smiling down on us.  I know he was so excited I finally saw that silver lining in the cloud of his death.  I know that he is proud of the little grandson that walked in Dabo Swinney’s footsteps.  I know that my little baby boy may never get to play a down of football at Clemson University, but I know that he will remember this day at Clemson more than any other day of life. 
                What a special day it was… I can’t thank the players, Dabo, and even Bobby enough for making this day one that we will never forget! 
 Love, love, love this picture... I think Dabo may be asking Ben what he should do about Saturday's game!







 As you can see from the above pictures... he took every step Dabo took!
 Yep... that's Ben among the Tiger team!
 The infamous Cowboy!  Thanks for a great afternoon!


 This is when Dabo was telling the boys they needed to be on time to class!

 Tajh... the quarterback!
 Two side-line cheerleaders! 
Cowboy telling about his medal!
 The most excited little boy ever... he had sticky gloves!!!
 Ben and Tajh
Ben and Nuke... they both love a pi pi!
 Tajh signing the helmet!
 Ben and his role models... behind all that hair...there sure are some sweet boys to stop and pose for a picture with their biggest fan!
Coach Chad Morris... glad he didn't follow his own advice and put up the sharpies!  He was so sweet to sign to Ben's helmet! Ben is smiling at this amazing coach who has done great things with Clemson offense and taking time with my child makes him even better!
 Back in the office, Dabo had Ben trying to lift a trophy!


 Taking us on a tour of where the players hang out!










 We had a great afternoon!  I'm not sure that Christmas will even be exciting compared to this day!  Thanks Clemson for making my heart smile big!  Go Tigers!

Thursday, August 9, 2012

The night before school....

     I would really love to write some cheesy poem about it being the night before school starting and all through the house, but I am too tired to do that... So tonight... I am going to make my memory with bullet points... I find that quite ironic since I have wanted to use a few bullets for various reasons the past few days!
  • This is her very FIRST day of school... Oh how I wish she would have that big bow tomorrow and a smocked dress on... I know Bobby Carol is watching over us tonight and in the morning he will make sure she is safe!  ... He stayed to take her two days to school instead of just one... he was the best!

The next year Papa wasn't with us anymore, but Mark took her in the truck to remember him by.... She was so excited to go to school...


By 2nd grade, we had moved back to Lincolnton and she went to school the first day in Papa's truck again!  She graduated to wearing a skirt to school instead of a dress!


Third grade... my favorite of all these pictures... I could eat her up... I love that smile and eagerness to get to school... I hope it stays that way forever!


The next year was a big one!  Both of them at the same school... KB in 4th grade and Ben in Pre-K... they look so young!  sniff sniff

No longer babes...no longer at the same school... KB's first year at middle school and Ben is going to K-5!

And last year... oh my how they have grown since then... KB going to 6th grade and Ben to 1st!


I'm sure tomorrow will be filled with pictures to make more memories... I'm excited....
  • My baby girl, going to 7th grade, who is 12, will be entering LCMS for the third year... she isn't dumb...just that out of place class that is going to middle school for four years instead of three.  She has grown so much this summer.  God plans things just right... he knew I needed someone to learn how to wash clothes, iron, vacuum, and show a little tlc around the house!  He knew that would make me feel better about being away from home so much!  She has been even more of a helper this summer because she babysat that precious little brother of hers!  We didn't have any killings either...so that is a plus.  I am so proud she is my daughter... she is nothing like me though...I love her organization... her perfection of everything she does... and how much she generally cares at this age...and I didn't!  It makes my heart swell with pride to receive text messages about former teachers missing her and even one volunteered for her to come and live with them!  May she always have this love for learning...or least make her teachers think that!  I pray for a smooth year in middle school.  I love middle school children... I know some think they are corny and are afraid of them... but I think that they are pretty neat!  I'm hoping she learns to keep her sucking teeth, moaning and groaning, and rolling eyes to the home environment... or else she might be spending some time in trouble!  Good luck in 7th grade Sis! 
  • My baby boy is going to 2nd grade.  I'm afraid this is the year he might realize that even though he can tell all these boys what to do... they are finally going to realize that he is much smaller than them and not listen to him anymore... what a shock this will be!  He is so excited about school... he told me the other day he couldn't wait to get back... This little one... just like me... would rather socialize at school... do his work as fast as he can so he can check out what everyone else is doing... and doesn't mind being really honest about things that aren't important to him... This scares me... I want him to be a tough little boy, but I don't want him to be mean and disrespectful... My cell is on speed dial from the school...I am sure!  Good luck tomorrow Boo... may your first day of 2nd grade be memorable and fun and more exciting than the summer of your mama going back to college and leaving you at home with a "girl" was! 
  • I'm saying a special prayer tonight for those mamas taking their babies to school in the morning... that is one thing that I have never gotten to do... it makes me sad that I can't be there to take my babies and kiss them good-bye...and see their classrooms on that first day... I just don't think open house is the same... If I ever become a principal... I will personally cover the classes so mamas can go and see their elementary babies on the first day... I am jealous... I know that KB would rather eat dirt than have me walk inside with her, but I sure would like to hold Ben's hand while he walked down the hall.
  • We are headed to bed early tonight... you know it will take us three hours to get to sleep... the butterflies are there... the nerves are there... and of course the worries are there... God watch over this school year, wrap Your arms around their little hearts and make them feel loved, and be with the parents who are experiencing the separation for the first time!  It gets better...I promise! 

Sis and Boo... I hope you always love school... as much as you do now... and may you shine to someone else just have as much as you make my heart shine!  I love you both!

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Everything Happens for a Reason

     This last week I had the "honor" of taking some girls to camp.  I didn't realize that I had signed up for an FCA camp until about two weeks before hand.  I asked the girls if they were okay with it, and none of them had an issue.  I should have known they wouldn't... it was just what I needed!
     I have never been involved in FCA... shame on me for that!  When we arrived at camp we got FCA Bibles and I noticed Bible verses around the dorm.  I immediately looked at the schedule and noticed that there were several quiet times, "huddle" times, and even chapel every night.  Being Negative Nelly I thought to myself that I had made a huge mistake and these girls were going to hate me for bringing them to a camp about church instead of cheerleading. 
     My mind quickly changed once I walked into the make-do chapel (basement) of the dorm.  The praise and worship music, skits, and speaker were absolutely wonderful.  I thought to myself that I needed that more than the girls and even if they were disappointed that I could learn from this experience.  The first night when we came back to the dorm I heard a few girls say they enjoyed the speaker and the music was good.  I was glad that I had not completely struck out! 
     During quiet time, the girls were told to read their Bibles and it was simply amazing to see these girls spread out across the gym floors reading the Bible!  Not one of them looked up, checked to see the time, or fell asleep.  Again, I felt a little better about the situation.  The second night of chapel was very eye-opening.  The message was on forgiveness and while some people may say they forgive...it truly is something that has to be given to God.  I could tell that many of my girls had the wheels turning in the brains and so did I.  I completely removed my doubts that night as I had several girls want to talk privately about forgiveness, life issues, and the hard choices that teens have to make.  As I sat there with these girls, I silently prayed that God would put someone in Katie Britt's life that she could talk to about the things that some girls just don't feel comfortable talking about with their mamas.  I was very honest, discussed things that really mattered, and hopefully eased their minds on some of the issues they were dealing with in their lives.  It brought me back about 25 years and made me remember the things I used to worry about and how unimportant they are now...but they were huge when I was that age. 
     The rest of the camp was pretty amazing.  I did not have the opportunity to sit with the girls in their huddles and hear everything they had to say, but I did receive a little card that told me three of my girls had rededicated their lives!  Yes... I know I was meant to take these girls to this camp.  The last night of the camp the speaker said she hoped we would take the way we felt home with us and keep our spirit alive we were feeling that night.  My final affirmation that this was right for the girls was when I was standing in a store and a mother came and told me how her daughter had gotten the Bible and shared with her some verses, told every aspect of the camp, and gave detail by detail descriptions of the testimonies presented.  Thank you God for giving us the opportunity to bond together not only over cheerleading, but over Your word.  It was a great week... and I actually wish we could do it again!  :)

Friday, July 20, 2012

Sawgrass Part 2

 For as long as I can remember... I have hated feet.... I don't like them to touch me... I hate mine... they are short, fat, and nothing about them is appealing.... I guess my foot fear was started at a young age.... This toe that you can see... was photographed by the person it belongs to....I would never take this picture... and just because HE took the picture...I am posting it... I do hope everyone who see this will go to his facebook page and give their thoughts on it.... I think the only hope is amputation, but he continues to dig and pick....on a daily basis.... He usually gives us an update at Mama's on Sundays after lunch.... G R O S S....this isn't Mark's toe... Daddy doesn't know how to run a camera.... and Jim and Cole had already gone home when this was taken... I would never reveal who it belongs to because it may jeopardize his business....who would want to deal with this???? Anyway...this is real!

 My two precious babies at the beach for the first time in several years!

 Two peas in a pod....they could both be cats...you know... have someone bring them food... sleep all day... and watch tv!
 James and Thomas didn't have their mama with them this week.... Christie had surgery so I made sure I got their pictures for her to remember the trip by!
 He is winking.... precious...if only he was as sweet as he looks!
 Almost as tall as her mama!
 Mark wasn't coming due to work, but look who surprised us!  I think he just wanted to avoid the ride down with the other 12 of us!

 Mama was supposed to be on lifeguard duty....
 Oh how I wish this picture didn't show my fat legs.... I have always said if I could cut one of my legs off.... and split the other in half.... I would be a happy person.... thank goodness KB doesn't have my shape right now!

 Letting the water run through their feet!
 Precious Jamesy..... never complaining...except when he is hot!
 Mark decided to throw chips on the beach when we were leaving.... in seconds 20 or more birds were attacking us... .he thought it was so funny!
 They didn't want their picture taken...but James has been around Christie enough to know to smile!  Love it!



 I love this picture with Daddy and the babies....
 Guille and I felt the children needed some education on this trip!  We took them to the big fort in St. Augustine... They were miserable, but they really did learn a little something!  You can tell by all their faces that they would have rather been playing Nintendos!

 Ben thought the worker needed a little help changing the light bulb... He and James supervised him!




 On the way home I stopped in the middle of the road to take this.... Booma is always with us....even on vacation!
 Guille and I took the children to a restaurant on the beach on the way home from St. Augustine!









 Yes....a shark on the beach!
 The children enjoyed the pirate party on the last night of the convention much more than Mama and Daddy did....They stayed out until 11 dancing and running around....They brought this hat back to Daddy in the room who was already in the bed... We made him wear it for pictures!  I am sure he was ready for us to get out so he could go back to sleep!
I have a few more pictures from my phone that I will post later~  We headed back toward home yesterday and the family dropped me off in Savannah to go to a conference with Mark!  Great trip...memories of  a lifetime.... and smiling children!  Perfect week!