Chilson Family

  Eleven years ago, today, my mom entered the gates of heaven.   My heart still breaks, hurts, and grieves.  But I know I will see her one day.  It seems like it has been a lifetime.  My youngest was only 6 1/2, now she is 17 1/2, a senior in high school and trying to choose between two colleges.  My oldest was 26 with young children and now is 37 and his crew is growing up too quickly!   My oldest grandchild was 6 and now is 17 and a senior in high school.  My youngest grandchild was only 6 weeks old and now is eleven.  Eight of my thirteen grandchildren have been born since that day.    Mom Mom's Viewing My children, taken about 6 weeks before  Mom died. I miss you, Mom!

 Recently I was sitting and waiting for a funeral that Hubby was officiating.  As I sat in the very back of the viewing room I was reminded of a few things. Life is precious.  Every.  Life.  Is. Precious.  No matter how young, old, born, yet-to-born, color of skin, disability, picture perfect.....life is precious.  Life is short.  It does not matter the age.  Life is short.  We are never guaranteed a tomorrow.  There was a newborn there, probably only a week old, a grandmother who is into her eighties.  Ages that were in-between.  Life is eternal.  Not earthly life, but eternal life, you know, the life that follows this life. Today marks 2 years since my dad died, yet it seems like forever.  My heart is sad as I remember the day, but I will see him again.  My mom died just a little over 10 1/2 years ago.  It seems like it has been "longer than forever".  I am so sad as I think of that day, but I know I will see her again.  Why?  Life is eternal.........   John 3:16-17 "F

 Has it really been since the end of 2020 that I last posted?.....wow...... My girls were sitting at the dinner table, way past dinner time, and were asking me if I was still blogging.  I told them no, that I really was not sure why.  I guess the dynamics of life have changed, I really had not put a lot of thought into the blog.  But they had a ball going over the post and our youngest daughter, Daughter #7, could not believe, in her words..."Why would you put such rachet  pictures of me on your blog!?"  (she is almost 18 and loves to describe things as rachet, crusty,  etc.)  Some of the words they come up with I have to ask what they mean.....{BIG SIGH!} So, here I am.  What should I blog about?  Life is always interesting, but we live it a day at a time.  We make plans but seems like we do more rearranging.  That's okay, somethings we plan end up not being important as something else. Life here at home has changed in the past several months.  Seems like since early Apr