6 years...

It struck me on the way home from work today that my Papa has been dead for 6 years. I haven't thought about it in awhile, and it just hit me. It made me really sad thinking about it. He has always kind of been like a hero to me, because he was a Pear Harbor survivor and I remember being younger thinking that sounded so amazing. It really was. He didn't talk that much, but I know he loved me. He loved birds and bird watching. He loved to work out in the yard. He loved flowers. He loved to sit in his sunroom and read about birds and listen to Shania Twain..he was really into her....I remember how he whistled alot, he taught me how. He taught me how to drive (well, not really..he sat in the passenger seat and didn't talk to or yell at me like my parents did) He was really into bling...I mean, really into bling bling. He had gold letters with his name on the side of his truck. He like pimped his own ride, even after he couldnt drive. I remember my dad telling me once he was gone as a teenager and he came back and Papa had painted his car really bright colors...He ordered stuff off of QVC and infomercials. He wore gold jewelry. He gave me his necklace once, he took it right off his neck and put it on mine. It made me feel so special....he bought me a Poloroid camera when I wanted one so badly. I still have it...I listened to him talk about birds and tell me about them, when really I didnt care about the birds.....I used to go to the hospital late at night..when noone was there and I just sat and talked to him when he couldnt talk back. I remember how he managed to tell me he loved me, and was proud of me and he told me how much my Nana really loved me. And I sat with him all that night, and he died the next day. I just felt like remembering him today. His funeral was on a very chilly sunny March day and I remember the other men..the Pearl Harbor survivors that were there to honor him. I saw one weep, and I realized that most of them are gone. My cousins sang at the funeral and it was beautiful...I really miss him. I would put up with bird watching and Shania music if I could spend another day with him.......

I love this kid...

I love Caden. He is the cutest six year old in the world. I am so proud of him. He is doing so well at his new school, despite his challenges. The boy is amazing to me. He is so special!!! I took his picture today when I got home from work, he was sitting in the dining room eating Fun Dip. And he was so happy about it.

Blogging...

is very hard for me to! I am super busy these days and haven't found time to do anything! I am rarely on the internet anymore. By the time I get home, I have no energy. I really like my job. It's one of those things that takes time, I suppose. It gets better every day. The first week I honestly had days when I felt like leaving and not coming back. But I am not a quitter, so I am going to be persistent. And I really am starting to like it. Anyhow, I am off to bathe kiddos and put the critters to bed! Maybe I will find time to blog Easter pictures. :)

tired..

I am too tired to write much. I started my first day of work today. It is so exhausting getting up at five then working till 6. I will write more later.