What do I mean by "Bearin' it?
Well, ever since I began working on my teddy bears. My husband would come home from work to see me with a bear (or some part of a bear!) in my hands and ask me in his playful Texan maner. "What cha' doin, Bearin' it?" So that kind of stuck from then on.
So I better get off this computer and get back to "Bearin' it.
Thursday, April 26, 2007
The last 1 1/2 years have been very difficult for me. I lost my mama named Rosalie Knodel, the angel in the middle to emphasemia. The other 2 angels in the pic are my Gradma and Grandpa, Daniel and Rose Beierle. They are celebrating their 60th wedding anniversay here. I know in my heart that they are in heaven holding each other as closely as they are in this picture. With my moms siblilings that passed before too.
From my moms funeral, still to today. All I could hear in my head was the song of Josh Groban's called "To where you are." It mentions in the song "I believe that angels breath." I just kept repeating that to myself over and over. Knowing that she is up in heaven, breathing. She fought so hard to breath. Mom tried as hard as that little body could to the very end to fight for every last breath that was coming to her from the treachia in her neck.
I miss her so much each and every day.
"A breath away is not far to where you are."
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
This last weekend my husband and I had worked our tails off on getting the pool ready for the summer. We have a 24 ft round 4 ft high above ground pool that got a hole in it last year. So after ordering a new liner, we had to take out the old one and do some fixin to the sand that the liner sits on. When we initionally set up the pool, James used a "packer" to pack down the sand solid. This time we kinda forgot to pack the sand down. He used a rake to smooth out the sand so now after the liner is in and adding 13000 gallons of water. The bottom looks textured. James excuse is now it has a non-slick bottom >.<