When Things Come Full Circle

So yesterday my dad and brother drove to Houston, and karlee and I used alan’s seats and took them to the Texans game….which was a really good game and they won with 3 of their starters out and a 3^rd string quarter back first NFL game ever. However, it warmed my heart to be able to give to my dad in such a profound way, a gift that has become so ordinary to anyone else. A man who’s life has been  football, and was recruited way back when by the seattle seahawks himself. He married my mother and had to live off campus so was no longer on the meal ticket at school. They couldn’t afford to feed  dad what he needed to stay at that weight the recruiter said he must still weigh by next year when he came back for him…..so when the seahawks came back for him the following year, he didn’t weigh enough. He told me this story over thanksgiving……we had always believed my father had walked away from it, when in fact it was the other way around. He had never brought it up in my life, and never lived a day out of resentment of it either. So I am sharing this because sometimes life moves you to humility and beyond a gratitude  that you can even fully understand in this world. I am sure you guys know how much I adore my father and all the sacrifices he has made not only for my mother, but our family.

Yesterday was his first NFL game ever! Alan’s seats are club level which are really nice and the bathrooms have tenants and all that smelly good stuff, they had a jazz band performing during warm ups you could sit from couches and listen to……and with all that luxury (that I have grown immune to) and my 8^th nfl game experience in my 4^th location in this country. My dad had spent the whole day with a smile on his face at everything he saw….even the coffee bar. As we sat down and right before they sang the opening song……….my dad leaned over and told me “tell alan thanks for making a old man feel like a kid again” ……..and after the star spangled banner he took his hat off and waved it around his head like a true redneck from Alabama, and there was no other place is in this world I would have rather been. It was truly a day I will never forget, watching 50 something year old man go back in time as if it was him on that field……..and my heart will forever be changed by the memory. I just wanted to share.

I mean with Christmas coming and life flying by with each passing year, that’s what it is about

Also here is my iphone dump of photos....

Beginers Luck!

So this is my first post ever. Actually, this is my first vist into the world of blogging as well and I am excited because it is kind of like keeping a journal. A friend at work encouraged me to start one, and although I dont have kids to kind of metaphorically scrap book about, I think life can get pretty interesting for us single girls too:)

I am going to have to get better about taking pictures though, and I think this will give me a reason.

So, this past weekend I went to San Antonio to vist a very dear friend......you know the kind you can just lay around and watch movies all day and never leave your p.j.'s. I love visiting her, but sometimes it is just too hard to leave. Since moving back to Texas from the East Coast, and us being closer......I thought for sure we would visit all the time. The thing is life catches up with you, and making time seems much harder then you had orginally thought. I wonder why that is, have I really reached a age where my energy fails me. I remember when I was younger actually having conversations with my Mom about why she lost touch with people. My Mom would tell me, well life just gets in the way sometimes.......oh how naive you can be when you are a kid to think....that will NEVER happen to me. I would like to think I can remember those conversations, not because I will be perfect about it later, but because I will be aware that sometimes investing and maintaining in people take work......but it's like weight watchers says "it works if you work it, so work it your worth it" :)

Speaking of investing in things and people worth investing in.......I am ashamed to say reading a book does not come first nature to me. I wish it would, but well just another thing I have to work at. The whole reason I even want to, is My mom's voice in the back of my mind.......reading increases your knowledge. Well if my business professor was correct, "knowledge is power"......then reading is worth it. Well, mostly it is just fun to be in a book club. So me and two of my very best friends are going to be reading "The Help" by Kathryn Stockett.

I first heard of this book, when my grandmother was telling me about it. She has personal experience with this time in history. She was telling me, how when her father came over to Texas from louisana.....he brought with him the "help" if you will, that he had grown up with. My grandmother says she can remember that they lived in the garage, and said she was a little girl......and never really thought about what that meant for those people until this book. She said her father eventually had to take "the Help" back to lousiana because the neighbors caught wind of this and were not happy. Crazy to me and wonderful how times have changed, yet such a undeniable part of our countries history.

Anyway I heard the book was great! So here goes nothing:) Bye for now.