Dear Adam and Karen Owens

You knew the cost of loving someone so fragile, yet you gave your hearts like the next thousand years were yours for the taking. You have endured what us parents fear in the deepest recesses of our minds with hope. I am struck by the agonizing choices you have made and how your only concerns were for giving your Gavin the best possible life that you could. When given the option to keep him here you chose to let him go because you loved him more than you loved yourselves, knowing what that decision would mean. because of that, I know that he is taking more love with him than any of us can comprehend. You have taught us to love with abandon. My human mind can not wrap itself around these circumstances but my heart is resolute that God is with us, always.




http://www.gavinowens.com/

Nature vs Nurture

For all you sensitive people, I am going to be using some clinical words, so just cover your eyes. Yesterday, on my way to take my 5 year old to the store, my son said Girls (wait for it.....) don't have a penis, they have a vagina. I said yes that's right. I was hoping the conversation would end there but it did not. He continued on with the v-jay jay, pondering. Can you see a vagina when your naked, I said yes. Then, he said in his best distraught voice -I'm never going to see a vagina, hey maybe someone will wear a vagina costume at Halloween. My vote goes to nature.

Parents

My husband's car would not start this morning. GRRRR. I was grumpy because I know what my day has now turned into. We will have to load up the whole family, drop my son off at school, then drop my husband off at work, then come home. At 2:30, I will pick up my son, come back home for 1 1/2 hours then load two kids back into my chariot and pick Craig back up from work. In between, I will call AAA, they will tow his car, I will wait for the garage to call. BUT, as I am dropping off my 5 year old at school, Craig gets out of the car to walk him in. Just as they reach the door, I hear my little guy tell his dad to walk behind him because he is learning the way. In one of the rare moments of clarity, I understand that our purpose as parents is to walk with our children until they ask us to walk behind them and follow. Is there any higher purpose in life? Is there any greater reward than the moment when they ask us to follow. I don't think so.

Movie Night in the pole barn.

Going to see Indiana Jones with my honey. Babysitter will be here at 4, movie and popcorn at 4:30. Yes, I know it is early but hey, by the time we fork over $25 for babysitting, pay for the tickets, buy snacks, it's a pretty good slice of cake. The only thing we are not too fond of is the actual theater. We are so spoiled. When we lived in Phoenix the ushers wore jackets and ties. There were 26 screens, you could buy tickets on line. It was our paradise. Now that we live in Ken-tucky (for us northerners) or Kan-tuc-key (for the southerners) the theater is in a huge pole barn looking building. Still, we are blown up excited for our date night even if it is in a giant pole barn.