Monday, February 19, 2018

Our Family Concert...

These days are full and busy for us! One of our strongest desires during these months has been to take each and every day, and l i v e it with intention and soak in the things that we might otherwise consider mundane. And that is a hard thing to do when you live out of a suitcase between Lakeland and San Antonio from week to week and your mind seems to want to shut down and "survive" the days instead of  l i v e  the days. Pray for us as God continues to guide us through every step of this journey.

Something I would also like to let everyone know about is our family concert coming up in about 2 weeks now. This has been planned since last year and now it's right around the corner! It will be at our church in San Antonio and we will also be serving light refreshments afterward.

We are not professional singers! We DO in fact get nervous, run out of breath, sweat, forget entire lyrics to songs, slip, trip and sometimes fall:)
We practice and rehearse and really strive to do our best, not only for the people who attend, but also for Jesus Christ. His glory is our number one priority. Without Him, this would not be happening.

So we would really love to see you there! Anyone is welcome! If you have any questions, feel free to call or email using the info on the flier or even comment below:)


Huron Family Concert

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Thank You....

Our grandfather can no longer remember what the significance of Veterans Day is. 
But it was one of his favorite days. It always made him cry. His service was important to him.
We wanted to remember the day somehow. We have been reminded lately of the value that a picture may hold for the future, even on the harder, not so fun days. We grabbed his Air Force hats on our way outside. It was drizzling and he wasn't too happy we had him out in it!

The three of us siblings were caring for Abuelo last weekend, so that's the reason we are the only ones in the pictures:)

Thank you to everyone who served. We are very grateful.

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Baking for Fall...

These are phone pictures, so they aren't the best quality. But I was so excited to try a new recipe. It's called a Pumpkin Spice Dutch Baby Pancake.
It was really easy to whip up, and tasted amazing.
Especially with Treasure's pumpkin spice whipped cream dolloped on top:)
I don't know about everyone else, but we are so excited about Fall finally making an appearance around here!

Tuesday, October 17, 2017

This Life....

It's been awhile I know.... 
But I've thought about everyone here. Wanting to let them know where we are in this journey of life. Wanting to thank you for your love and support of our family.

There have been a few who have contacted my grandmother because they read the blog and found out about my grandfather. It's been a little hard to let everyone know. 

Ion, if you still read the blog now and again, thank you for calling Abuela. She needed to hear what you had to say. Thank you for loving our grandfather the way you have. Your name will still occasionally be said by him, even though we may never know what he is thinking. Please know that you mean so much to him.

To everyone who calls just to talk to him, even when he may not talk back to you, thank you from the bottom of our hearts. I think sometimes it's more for us than for him. And for ALL the cards, flowers, hot and frozen meals that you bring week after week, thank you so much. 

Since the last post, our life has had many many twists and turns in the road! But, we thank the Lord that He has enabled us to find a routine that has made our care for Abuelo these past 6 months fairly smooth. There are many decisions still yet to be made when we talk of the future, but God continues to give us so much peace through it all.


"These things I have spoken unto you, that in ME ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.{John 16:33}

Wednesday, May 10, 2017


I had no idea that some people didn't know the term, "snail-mail". But then my Aunt asked me "what in the world did I mean by that!" when I texted her the phrase one day;)

I kinda' think it's like bits of happiness packed up in a package, or letter, and handed to numerous mail-man after mail-man till it reaches your mail-box. Either the one sitting in your front yard or the little personal compartment box at the post office that you unlock with a nifty key:) And no, bills don't really apply.

Our grandmother faithfully checks the mail. Some days we do it for her, but normally, it's her special thing to walk down their driveway in the evening and open the box. One week, Cilicia sent one little package each and every day from our house to Abuela's. It was thrilling to watch how it brightened her face! She got so excited to check the mail every day. And for just a few moments, it took her mind off of her sadness, which overwhelms her at times.

I really do thank God for "snail-mail" and the first day it came to be:)

Friday, April 14, 2017

Pilot Number 2...

Samuel couldn't wait to go to the Sun N' Fun. He was very excited about everything, but especially to watch the Blue Angels fly. As soon as we got in, he kept asking if we could find the museum so he could buy one of the miniature Blue Angel jets.
After pushing his dollar bills and change across the counter to the cashier, he politely said "no thank you" to the offer of a bag and skipped/ran outside clutching his purchase. The nearest trash can in our sights immediately became the new home of the plastic packaging covering his plane. He inspected it and found out he had bought the jet of Blue Angel # 2. 
After that, he was all eyes on, you guessed it, number two.

We bought icy cool lemonade and toured huge Air Force planes...and thought of our grandfather and his 20 years of service.

So grateful for a restful day spent together.

Samuel and his pilot. Pilot # 2.

"I will mention the lovingkindnesses of the LORD, and the praises of the LORD, according to all that the LORD hath bestowed on us..." Isaiah 63:7

Sunday, April 2, 2017

Tell me you love me before you forget...

My Grandfather, who will turn 82 this month, was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease 3 weeks ago.

Only 3 short weeks. And yet, they have been some of the longest and most difficult our family has faced together.

It is a hard thing to process. To digest. I think we all realize now how difficult it was for us to fully understand what it was like having a loved one with Alzheimer's until we had walked in those shoes.

To watch your father/grandfather become a completely different person than the one you grew up knowing, is, some days, quite honestly, gut-wrenching.

Even though he was officially diagnosed just a short time ago, we had been seeing some irregular behavior and changes in him for quite some time. Since his diagnosis, he has become steadily worse very, very fast.

We have always made a promise to our grandparents that we would care for them and be there for them in their older years no matter what. The thought of being put in a Nursing Home broke them up completely. We assured them this would never happen.

We are now caring for our grandfather 24/7. With him and my grandmother all the time.

We don't know what each day will bring. We sometimes face a thing completely different than the previous morning or afternoon.
We don't always know how to outwardly express our feelings and thoughts about what is happening. Or even adequately write it out for you to understand, like I am trying to do right now. I don't know how to do that.

What we do know though, is that we want to take these precious minutes and hours and days and weeks we have together and hold them close to our hearts. We want to take more pictures and video. We want to send more letters through the mail to him just so we can open them and read them to him. We want to talk to him. Even when it's been a hard night or a difficult day. We want to tell him we love him over and over again. Always.
We want to really laugh, even when there might be lots of tears.

And one thing we DO know and will always know without ANY doubt is that God is in ALL of this. He really is. He is covering us with His love and grace. He is giving us the emotional and physical strength that we desperately need every day.

And He has also given us SO many opportunities to be the Light of JESUS to both our grandparents through this trial. This is a humbling thing, because without this debilitating disease that has slowly taken my Abuelo's memory and changed our lives, I don't believe we would have the same open door to their hearts.

We would really like to ask for your prayers.
That our "everyday's" would be full of Jesus Christ as we take this journey and walk this road.


"Hear my cry, O God; attend unto my prayer.From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I.For thou hast been a shelter for me..." 
{Psalm 61:1-3}