Saturday, 30 April 2016

30 Is A Good Year

Our oldest daughter and first born will soon turn 30.  That's right, our oldest child will be 30 which means what?? It means we're getting old. I don't feel old. By that I mean I'm not ready yet to pack it in. It's not over yet for me. Okay so our oldest is getting on in the years but it's suppose to happen. That's life. She has grown and prospered into a fantastic mother. It's her greatest achievement, well besides that of being born to us in the first place. She came along a couple of years after my husband and I were married, very much planned and very much loved. Her labor was pretty easy and on Friday, May 2, 1986 at 7:48 in the morning Sherie was born. She was 7 lb and a 1/2 oz. Later she was an easy baby to take care of, didn't cry much and was happy playing with her stuffed toys and dolls and we were so happy to have her taking her with us everywhere we went. She was a little lost in her teenage years doing what most teenagers do. We guarded her at that time and looked forward to her moving on from that stage of life and she did. She met a man she fell in love with, John, and they now have two beautiful boys whom they love and adore.

So happy birthday Sherie, 30s can be great. It's what you make it and I'm sure you'll make it the best it can be. Your life with your little family is just beginning. Dad and I and the thole love family loves you very much. We'll always be there for you and and we wish you all the luck in the world.

Saturday, 16 April 2016

33 Years of Marriage

On the brighter note it's our 33rd Wedding Anniversary today - 33 years of marriage/wedded bliss. Amazingly we've made it this far and still going for many years more, I hope. We have a big lovely family, friends and our love that keeps us together and that is all that matters in this world.

Thursday, 17 March 2016

A Loss

This year our kids have lost a Grandfather. He was born in 1938 and lived alongside his wife, half his life in Canada and the other half in Croatia. He was a dentist and a popular member of his community. Mario was my husband's father. It is unfortunate that they were not as close as can be. Mario and his wife were not the kind of grandparents who babysat the grand kids. They were professional people and they led busy lives. As the kids grew up they lived an ocean away and we often wondered what they were doing. We heard from them sometimes when they needed something. We will remember Mario's messages he left on our house phone, usually starting his message with a very deep and slow tone, "Charlie this is your faaaathaar." We found it comical and kids often imitated it. I would think it will be something they may always remember. They've been some good times and there've been some bad times with Grandpa and the bad times got us angry and frustrated but I think once someone is gone you try to get past those times and try to think of some good ones. No matter how he led his life a loss is  loss and we will actually miss saying, "What is grandpa up to now?"  May he rest in peace.

with his parents and brother



when we went to Croatia with all our kids

when we visited with Steven

in Canada at Christmas

in Canada

in Croatia with just the two of us

Jan. 11, 2016
in Zadar, Croatia - last photo

1938 - 2016

Friday, 11 March 2016

Smile of Fear

These are some scans from videos and just watching those again it reminded me that Maya can be a live wire and she was one in China almost all the time. She was a wild one. I realize however that separation, anxiety, new parents, new surroundings can all do that. She was either way up there or she checked out. I'm sure it was her way of dealing with all the changes and the strangeness of everything that was going on around her. Not only were we strangers but we were in a large group of many strangers all travelling together where-ever we went. Plus she's seeing documents being signed left and right. Who knows what she thought about that. People were telling her about where she was going, about Canada but really she had no idea or at least it was not real to her at all. She smiled a lot, giggled a lot, goofed off a lot and got angry a ton of times. So when she checked out was a time when all these emotions came together and it was just too much for a nine year old girl who was scared out of her mind. The fear is lessening.

Her smile is quite captivating but it hides many different emotions.

A rare moment of no smile when reality sets in.

When we went to the Great Wall she would not walk with us at all and kept running ahead. The trip had to be cut short. 

And here she is now with her baby nephew Jax. The smile is toned down, she's matured and is feeling less scared but we still have a long way to go.