Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

Thursday, March 22, 2012

"...but three angels soared"

THIS DAY IN HISTORY: By the time James Cameron took the stage to accept his Academy Award for Best Director on the night of March 23, 1998, the Oscar dominance of his blockbuster film Titanic was all but assured. Titanic tied the record for most Oscar nominations with 14—joining 1950's All About Eve—and by night's end would tie with Ben Hur (1959) for most wins by sweeping 11 categories, including the coveted Best Picture 

Everyone remembers that movie.

But earlier that day, before Mr.Cameron was even beginning to get ready for his big night, televisions were tuned to the news. The headlines the following morning would stress to all just how much our servicemen and women sacrifice for us. 

Earlier that day, a LifeFlight helicopter carrying a young girl to the area hospital fell out of the sky and changed the people who would become my family forever.

My husband's father was aboard that chopper. Mike was just months from retirement and days from his birthday. He left behind his soulmate Loree, their 3 children, their children's spouses and 4 of his 10 grandchildren.

I, obviously, never met the man who was my father in law. I often wonder if he would have liked me. If he would be proud of the little family we have. I wonder how different this family I love would be. It's been said that Mike was the glue that held everything together. I wish he were here to play with our daughters. I know he would be outside with Bob in the driveway or garage - just hanging out, the way we do.

Payton is old enough to ask about him. She says her heart is broken that she doesn't know her grandpa. There is a large painting of Mike at the end of our hallway, we look at it every day. 

Some believe there is life after death, some believe your body becomes dust and you are simply no more. Either way, your memory lives on. It lives on in the hearts and minds of all those you have touched, and even some you haven't. Sometimes you die a hero. As someone selfless enough to walk into a burning building as everyone else is running out.


In Memory
of the Firefighters of Fire 3
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Apparatus Operator
Michael D. McComb

Fire Station 90B Platoon
Appointed May 13, 1972
 
Firefighter Lead Paramedic
Eric F. Reiner

Rescue Ambulance 81B Platoon
Appointed November 28, 1988
 
Firefighter Paramedic
Michael A. Butler

Rescue Ambulance 81B Platoon
Appointed December 9, 1984

Friday, March 9, 2012

Chilean Blogger Wisdom

I had a conversation this evening with a friend from back home. I suppose I should call her an acquaintance if you want to get technical - no she is still a friend. Joy is the blogger behind How Joyful. She is Chilean. Joy married the not-so-little-anymore boy that grew up in the house next door to my husband. My husband babysat Joy's! Joy and I have only seen each other maybe 4 times......ever. She came to California at the same time that I was leaving. We were passing ships in the night, And man am I still bummed about that! We would get along swimmingly... if I hadn't moved away.

But back to our conversation. Joy has some exciting news to share with the blogosphere soon and we were im'ing about it. And then we got to talking about how incredibly green with envy I am that she went to alt. this year. To my dismay, she told me that while the conference was great, some bloggers weren't.

Now, I know that there are bound to be bad apples in any bushel. But how could someone not be nice to Joy?!

But she encouraged me.

She encouraged me to give it a shot and keep pushing forward.

She said blogging is like therapy.

I am giving this whole blogging, crafting, teaching thing my ALL.

I am going big or going home.

I am going to succeed at this.

Crafting, Teaching, this Blog.... it makes me happy. In a way it makes me accountable.

I am one of those women, dont laugh, that when I go to the gym, I am convinced that if I don't do my whole routine, someone will notice. Now, I know that no one at the gym is paying any attention to me. I know that. But I am still convinced, in my mind, that someone will notice if I skip a rep or don't finish.

You, the readers, you are the person at the gym that will notice. You keep me accountable.

I can't wait to share with you.

 I can't wait for Amy to share with you.

We all have lives. Sometimes they get in the way.

I can't promise we are going to stick to some crazy blogging schedule.

I can promise that what we share with you is gonna be Amazing. Inspiring. Beautiful.


Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Amy's Expecting a...


...Human! hehe



This little person's clothes are gonna look something like this....





YAY! We cant wait to meet Mr. Jameson Stephen McCollum this June!