With God's care, our daughter and family made it to their new home this afternoon. Thank you everyone who said prayers for them. I appreciate it so much.

God Bless, Karen

Our daughter and family left yesterday for Virginia. She has been sending text messages to us along the way. They went through Hope, Arkansas, President Clinton's hometown, whoopee! Then they were in Memphis, TN walking around for a little bit. What is amazing to a Texan is how long it takes to get through Texas, and then how soon it takes to go through other states. It will be an exciting adventure for them, however our grandson just isn't understanding the meaning of moving, poor baby.

Actually my mother won't see this, because she doesn't have a computer. I have tried to talk her into it, but she's content to watch her tv, especially the San Antonio Spurs when they play, and Jeff Gordon racing in a NASCAR race.

My Mom, Shirley, was born in Tucson, Arizona on June 22, 1925. She was always thin and beautiful. She always looked young for her age. My dad was 9 1/2 years older than she was and as they got older, people thought he was her father. He passed away 11 years ago. They had five children, 2 girls and 3 boys. We are all alive and kicking, so I guess she still has us as well. My dad had a daughter by his first marriage, Marsha. My dear half-sister died several years ago with cancer. She had one son and two grandchildren. She called my mom, Mom, so Mom considers her son and grandchildren as hers as well. One of my brothers has a step-daughter, so Mom also claims her as a grandchild. So adding up all the grandchildren, the total is 17, great-grandchildren, 20, and one great-great-grandchild.

Mom is slowing down, decided to stop driving, and basically stays in her house we all grew up in. My brother, Michael, lives with her, so they take care of one another. Mom's mind is pretty sharp, better than mine. Also she spent only a few days in the hospital with an infection, other than that she had only been in the hospital having kids.

So, "Here's to you, Mom," a very special lady to so many.


Karen

Hooray! All of your prayers helped. We had 1/2 inch of rain last evening. It rained for 40 minutes. I felt like going outside and dancing in it, but I controlled myself.

Thanks,
Karen

I wish, but all I can think of is one of my daughters, her hubby and our precious grandson will be moving from Texas to Virginia on Sunday. Funny how history repeats itself. Chuck and I married on January 20, 1968. I had lived my whole almost 21 years of life with my parents. Chuck was in the Army at the time and stationed at Ft. Story in Virginia Beach, Virginia.

I wonder if my mom all of those 40 1/2 years ago felt as sad as I'm feeling right now. I might just call her and ask. Then I would probably start to cry and my poor mom doesn't need me crying long distance on her shoulder. Knowing my mom, she would just laugh. That's my mom.

So for now, I think I will stop before the tears take hold. I'm such a cry-baby! But, I wouldn't have it any other way, having such a deep love for each of my 5 kids and 4 grandchildren. Karen