The wedding of Kellen Hiroto and Rebecca Hibbs... Aaron Hibbs escorted Cami Blake as part of the bridal party....Debbie did the flowers!
Day and Night
15 years ago
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Abby got a haircut last week
Abby got a haircut last week so she wouldn't die of the heat. What I didn't realize is that she has little tiny ears! She got a new "li'l buddy" for being a good girl.
She loves to tip over our trash cans so I have now replaced them all with ones that have lids. She was sad, going around the house looking for a trash can to tip over, so this morning I brought in an old trash can and put her toys into it. She loves it! She tips it over and explores the contents all day long.
Obviously, I don't have enough people to relate to all day long....
Ahhhhh.....
More Carmel....
Click to enlarge, then breathe the virtual air and listen to the virtual sea.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Thursday, July 5, 2007
The past few years Bern and I have been trying out different ways to spend the 4th of July, going to people's parties, hanging out at the house Andy and Whitney were house-sitting, etc. This year we returned to the old ways and went to Central Park and played with a young family. It was the hottest 4th of July we ever remember. We didn't need jackets or blankets this year! We ran and wrestled and danced with Emily and Bevan Jajeh who thought they were in heaven with the whole park to play in. We ate the fried chicken and potato salad and chocolate chip cookies. Then we watched a very satisfying fireworks show.
My mind kept flashing to 4ths of the past, with our kids and their friends and the people we knew from CPC sharing the grassy picnic area with us. The park is the same, the music is the same and the ambience was the same--except for the big muslim family who were praying next to our chairs when we first arrived.
OK, so that's different. So many newbies who don't look or talk like our family did years ago. We were surrounded by all kinds of different languages in all kinds of families from all kinds of places. Each group seemed so insulated from the others as they sat on their blankets. It definitely felt odd to me. When we stood for the Pledge of Allegiance and sang the national anthem, I wondered how many of them knew the words. Later I realized that the people who are like our family had gathered en masse right in front of the band stand.
So things are different now. The great melting pot that is America adds new ingredients all the time. I left Central Park just grateful for a peaceful celebration with all the familiar traditions---shared with folks who I hope will learn to love this nation as much as I do.
I do love this nation and I am deeply grateful that is has been home for part of my family for over 350 years---and home for other family members for 150 years, 100 years and 30 years. We are immigrants who moved here hoping for the best. We also brought the best we had to offer to make her a greater nation than when we arrived. I hope others who come will carry on that tradition.
Happy Summer!
My mind kept flashing to 4ths of the past, with our kids and their friends and the people we knew from CPC sharing the grassy picnic area with us. The park is the same, the music is the same and the ambience was the same--except for the big muslim family who were praying next to our chairs when we first arrived.
OK, so that's different. So many newbies who don't look or talk like our family did years ago. We were surrounded by all kinds of different languages in all kinds of families from all kinds of places. Each group seemed so insulated from the others as they sat on their blankets. It definitely felt odd to me. When we stood for the Pledge of Allegiance and sang the national anthem, I wondered how many of them knew the words. Later I realized that the people who are like our family had gathered en masse right in front of the band stand.
So things are different now. The great melting pot that is America adds new ingredients all the time. I left Central Park just grateful for a peaceful celebration with all the familiar traditions---shared with folks who I hope will learn to love this nation as much as I do.
I do love this nation and I am deeply grateful that is has been home for part of my family for over 350 years---and home for other family members for 150 years, 100 years and 30 years. We are immigrants who moved here hoping for the best. We also brought the best we had to offer to make her a greater nation than when we arrived. I hope others who come will carry on that tradition.
Happy Summer!
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Husband
When God gave me Bern Thompson to be my husband, He did the finest thing He could have done for me. My husband is the safe-keeper of my heart, the deep and attentive listener to my words and the authentic lover of my whole self. I thank God for this wise, solemn and gentle man. I would not believe how blessed I have been if it were not for the fact that every day I wake up and there he is still, ready to live another day with me.
It was not good for this woman to be alone, so God created a helper for her.
I know that is a twist on the Genesis account of marriage, but it is my experience. God knew that I needed this man for my husband and He made sure that we met and married. I believe it has been a blessing for him, too.
Thank you, God, for Bern.
I love my husband.
It was not good for this woman to be alone, so God created a helper for her.
I know that is a twist on the Genesis account of marriage, but it is my experience. God knew that I needed this man for my husband and He made sure that we met and married. I believe it has been a blessing for him, too.
Thank you, God, for Bern.
I love my husband.
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