Thursday, May 14, 2009

Six Years Ago...We Got Belle

My sweet, beautiful, stubborn, button-pushing, little blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl turned six years old today. How in the world has that much time flown-by? While "momnesia" has hampered me from remembering lots of things, I'm happy to say I remember the day she was born very clearly. She was 8 pounds and 5 ounces and just stunning (huge...but stunning). She's even more beautiful now.

She has the world at her fingertips and I hope she learns how to harness all that energy and intelligence she has and lives her life to the fullest. I pray both her and Ben are successful in doing that. I want them to have the best of everything. Not the best cars, houses, clothes, etc...but the best husbands/wives, kids, values, dreams...the really important "things".


My daughter is a pistol, to say the least. As most kids do, Shelby sometimes says things that aren't grammatically correct, which my husband and I actually love. When she starts saying things correctly, we can't help but get a little sad knowing our Belle is growing up all too fast.

One of our favorite quotes was when her and Ben saw some type of bug on the ground and I think Ben asked about it. Shelby's reply was, "He got dead! That's what he got!" From time-to-time she will use the word "got" in place of other - more correct - verbiage. Today, on her sixth birthday, I was listening to the sounds of her and her sweet daddy playing in the other room only to hear, "I got six today!" to which Doug started laughing and repeated it back to her. I know he was as glad she said it the way she did as I was!

It is so easy to let each day go by and get busy with the various things that come at us from numerous directions. Things that take time away from what we'd really like to be doing...really experiencing and expanding the relationships with the sweet ones in our lives.

All of this gets pulled into perspective for me every time I receive an email from the mom of one of the little boys in Shelby's kindergarten class. He is battling cancer and has been for some time. Today, I received word his lungs were clear - which is what they have been working for - but found a tumor near his kidney.

Her reaction was what you would expect a mom's reaction to be..."Are you kidding me? Where are you God?" Then, the next paragraph she went into combat-mom mode. "No...I'm going to fight." I so admire her for all she goes through day-to-day and her faith in God is still strong. She knows He is going to take care of matters. Or "get down to business" as she so eloquently put it!

Yesterday, we saw a sign in the store that said something like, "Faith isn't believing God will do it, it's knowing He will." Doug stopped to look at it long enough to where I said, "Do you want to get it?" and he replied..."No...I already know it." Well-said.

Give everyone you love a HUGE hug today and make sure (make sure) they know they are loved. Don't take tomorrow for granted.

As for my Belle...she lives large every day! So does her brother. I love that. They live like there is no tomorrow. God love 'em. Here's to them staying that way their entire, long, healthy lives. I love you guys more than you will ever know. ("There's no comparison." That's for Ben. He knows what it means.) xoxo

1 comment:

  1. You have a gift, T. These posts are phenomenal. But I have to stop now, as my eyes are clouded with tears. You have made me realize so much and have given me so much to ponder. Thank you for letting me into your life by sharing your blog. You are amazing.

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