My Daddy

Yesterday was Father's Day. It is still a special day to me for a lot of reasons. I am so thankful that I have a Heavenly Father who loves me more than I can even imagine. I trust in Him completely and I couldn't ever make it a day without Him. He has blessed me more than I have words for.

Next, I think about my sweet husband of nearly 21 years. He is a very sweet dad, and loves our children so much. That really blesses my heart to see him with them. From when they were little, until now (teenagers!) I still love to see them together, just visiting or hanging out.

But when I really stop to think about Father's Day, I think of my daddy. His name is Olan Ray Lundy. He lives in Heaven now. He went to be with my Heavenly Father on July 4, 1994. I miss him everyday. There have been so many times that I have thought " if I could just talk to daddy about this I would feel better". I know that is why God gave me such an amazing brother, Lance, because he thinks things out so much like daddy did.

Daddy was a very calm, quiet, level headed person. He was very wise and thought everything through before he spoke. He was not quick to judge, or get angry. He was an extremely hard working man, and did whatever he could to help his family have what they needed and wanted. I am so thankful that I had such a wonderful Christian daddy. He made God his first priority. He led our family by example every day. I can close my eyes and still see him laying in his bed, reading his Bible, before he went to sleep every night. In all of my life I never EVER heard him say a bad word. He rarely ever talked about anyone, if he did he usually ended it with an excuse for them. If I ever smell Old Spice I am instantly imagining my daddy in front of his bathroom mirror. If I ever smell Old Spice mixed with the smell of roast cooking, it is Sunday morning, mom is in the kitchen, daddy is getting ready to get to church early and I am in my bedroom in Bloomburg wishing I didn't have to get up and get ready for Sunday School. (lol)

One time I wrecked (totaled) my parents car. I was so upset that I had caused this. Daddy said something to me that was the best thing an upset 16 year old could have ever heard. He said "honey I can replace that car, but I can't replace you". At the time I was still very upset, but I remember thinking, "wow, my daddy sure does love me". I think of that time so very often, and hope if I am ever faced with something like that I will be able to put my priorities in order, and say something so loving to my children.

I am so thankful for the "daddies" in my life. I am especially thankful for the memories of my earthly daddy that God blessed me with, he was a wonderful man.

Blessed

I was thinking this morning about Mother's Day. It made me look back at how I was raised. I have to say I am truly blessed beyond words. I was raised by a mom who is absolutely the most loving, generous, self sacrificing person I know. I can't begin to tell you all she has done, and still does for everyone she knows. If there is a need in her community, she is there fixing a full meal, bread, salad , & dessert included. (and it is enough to feed a family of 25) If someone is just the slightest bit "under the weather" they are going to get a pie or a cake, if they want it or not. I don't think she ever cooks anything that she is not thinking in the back of her mind "who can I take some of this to"? She LOVES to share!

For me, she is there 24/7/365. I have never EVER asked her to help me with something that she has said "no". NEVER! There have been times when I have asked her to come and help me because I needed her to watch my children and even if she had an appointment, she would say "I could just change that appointment". She has never been too busy, sick, or tired to help me. She is such an amazing person. I called her one time because I was upset about something, and her first words were "do you want me to come down?" I can't tell you what a wonderful feeling it is to know that I always have a "safety net" waiting for me.

I know one of the reasons my mom is the way she is. She had a wonderfully amazing mom too. My Grammie was so much the same way. She was always ready to help in any way she could. I always had an ally with my Grammie. She was on my side, in front of me anyway, no matter what. I always felt like if I got into trouble at home, I would just go to Grammie's house until I was out of trouble. She was always there for me with open arms, and a beautiful smile.

I really can't put into words what my mom and my grammie mean to me. I just know that God knew exactly what I needed on this earth to help me be the mom He wants me to be. I just hope and pray that in someway, somehow, I can be a reflection of these two wonderful, precious women He blessed me with in my life. For them, I am truly thankful and blessed.

He Could Have

The colors are so pretty this time of year. Right after all this rain we have been having the greens are so green, the yellows so yellow, purples so purple. The flowers are so vividly colored. Everything looks like it has been washed off and is just so bright and pretty.

I saw one of the prettiest birds that I have ever seen today. It was as blue as blue can be. It was an indigo bunting. Absolutely beautiful. I am blessed to live in a location that is surrounded by trees. I hear the most beautiful singing in the mornings, and afternoons. I call it "God's Choir". I have a bird feeder right outside my breakfast area, and I love sitting there watching all the beautiful birds. There are SO many colors, red birds, blue jays, orange breasted robins, gold finches, purple finches, red headed woodpeckers, just to name a few, and today the indigo bunting. I am reminded of a song I use to hear by Sandi Patti, it was called "That's the Love of God". It had a verse in it that said "What made God take so much care To make creation glow? He could have made it black and white And we'd have never known." I am so thankful that He didn't just use black and white! Can you imagine? I really enjoy all of His beautiful Masterpieces. He knew I would.

Irkey Things

There are many many things that make me so happy in this world. My family, my friends, my pets, God's beautiful handiwork, good food, Animal Crossing on the wii, my TV shows, chocolate,etc. Far more things make me happy than make me irritated. However the things that make me irritated REALLY make me get irked. I really don't like to get that way, but as I get older I find more and more things that cause this to happen.

One of the things that REALLY gets to me involves my Doctor's office. When you call there you will NEVER and I mean NEVER speak to his nurse, much less to him. Even if they have just called you, and you immediately pick up the phone and call right back, you will NOT speak to anyone. You can leave a message, if you can even get their ANSWERING MACHINE! Although they say their hours are from 8:00 - 5:00, they turn their phones over to the answering service around 4:45!

The front desk is a whole other story. If they are "busy" looking at a magazine, talking about the girl in the next cubical, having a snack, filing their nails, or on their phone talking to their significant other, you can forget getting waited on until they are through. They look at you like you really have the nerve to walk in and disrupt what they are doing.

The other thing that irks me the MOST at the doctor's office is their answering machine. In their message it says "if this is a life threatening emergency please hang up and dial 911". YA THINK? If I were having a life threatening emergency do they really think that I would call a doctor that I have never spoken to, or his nurse that won't answer even though I KNOW she is right there listening to my message while she files her nails and reads her magazine, and eats her snack! PULLLEASE!

NASCAR?!?!?!?!?!

I really don't get it. This NASCAR thing. I guess I just don't understand what is so interesting about a car going around in an oval, making a left turn EVERY TIME! I guess a race might be interesting if two or three cars are going around 1 time, and then see who got there first. That "could" be exciting. Or maybe if someone mixed it up a bit and decided to make a right turn, dodging everyone else along the way. That "might" be interesting. But 20 or more cars going around 300 times in a left turn around an oval for 4 HOURS!!!!!!! Talk about being predictable. Where is the excitement? I guess there must be something to it though. My Jeffy LOVES it! He wouldn't miss it for ANYTHING IN THE WORLD! He used to tape the race, go to it in person, then come home and WATCH IT AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!! I guess he didn't want to miss any left turn, around an oval, by anyone.

The blog world is scary!

I have several friends who like to blog. I have been reading blogs for a few years now, but never really wanted to create one. Well my friends have talked me into it now. Some of them think I would be good at it because they think I am humorous. I however really never thought I could do very well, for several reasons.
1. I really don't have a lot to say.
2. I am a terrible writer.
3. I am a terrible speller. (thank gudnis for spal chek)
4. What I do have to say usually only makes sense to me.
5. Blogging scares me! Its just a scary word.
I have decided to at least give it a try. Who knows I may just really become quite comfortable with it. I do seem to have a lot more thoughts about things as I get older. I better write them down somewhere, because lately I have noticed that I won't remember them tomorrow!