Saturday, May 29, 2010

Jessa's Big Day

We are so proud of this girl!  Jessa has worked hard to get good grades and be involved in school.  She graduated this week with a 3.9 GPA from Pleasant Grove High School.  She also got her CNA certificate.  May 27th was all about Jessa!











Sunday, May 9, 2010

Mother's Day


On Gretchin Rubin's blog there was an article that said "Things that go wrong often make the best memories."  So when I think of Mother's Day this is the first memory that comes to mind.  In 1999 we moved to Denver.  Kevin was about 11 years old.  Kenny stayed in Salt Lake to finish his senior year in high school.  Kevin decided to make me breakfast in bed.  This was the first time he ever had done it alone.  The only thing I heard was him walking in my room and tripping.  The entire breakfast he had made went all over the floor.  He was devastated!  I was so touched!  We picked it up and at what we could.  It was awesome!

Today, Kenny, Kevin and Harold made me brunch.  There were flowers, gifts and a lot of pampering.  But the most meaningful things were the notes and time I enjoyed with my guys.  I am the luckiest woman to have such wonderful men in my life.  I love being a Mother.

Queen Mother ~

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

A Perfect Sunday

Today was visiting day at the recovery center.  Kevin, Kenny, Harold and I went to visit Jason.  I always hold my breath wondering what to expect.  I was so encouraged when I saw Jason today.

It's been years since I've seen the healthy Jason.  He's working out every day, involved in community service, doing chores, laundry and cooking.  He has a group friends and counselors who have taken him under his wing.  I haven't seen him this happy in years.

This past week Jason has become "The Sushi King" at the center.  One of the doctor's treated them to all you can stuff down your throat sushi.  This was surprising, since Jason doesn't eat seafood.  He also experienced walking through hot coals - a mind over matter exercise and has the battle scares to show for it!

We shot some hoops and threw the baseball.  After, Harold treated us to Market Street. What a perfect Sunday!