Random Friday.....A Poem

Oh good grief 

it is the Friday 

before Christmas

and all through the house,

every present is NOT bought

and no dinner planned out.

My house is a mess,

but the tree IS trimmed,

No egg nog to drink,

but there is coffee in hand.

Our grand babe is excited

to know Christmas is coming,

Lots of fun to be had

if this elf will stop ho-humming.

I must finish shopping and finish today.

I must buy a ham

and plan a dinner some way.

But in the midst of it all 

I'll not worry nor fret.

The shopping will get done,

and the presents I'll get.

The true meaning of Christmas

shall always remain.

A babe in manger

He came to save.

So this Christmas,

curl up with your family

and read the Christ story.

It is the reason we celebrate,

and the reason to bring Him glory.

~~~

I love you so!!!

Have a Blessed and Beautiful Day ~~

The In-Pass.....

This is the journal that I bought to record Dak's Senior Year.

Isn't she lovely ~~ Isn't she wonderful ~~ Yep makes me happy =)

It may look familiar....Stephanie at Happily Ever After had a give away a couple of weeks ago, and no, I was not the winner, but I loved it so much I asked Steph where she got it and so I ordered one for myself from Barnes and Noble. It is the most beautiful journal I have ever owned. How fitting that it will record the memories of my babies Senior Year. Yep, very fitting indeed.

This is the purpose of this journal. I wrote this on the first page as a reminder....

"The journal of a son's Senior Year ... seen through the eyes of a mother .... his mother."

This journal is a reflection of my heart. I know that this year holds many wonderful things and also many life changing things. I hope to drink it all in and celebrate each milestone and cry a lot. Because that's what mama's do right? We cry.

I wrote this poem tonight as I was thinking about Dak's Senior Year:

The In-Pass

How did it happen?

Didn't I just drop you off in Kindergarten yesterday?

How did it happen?

You have grown up so fast...

Have I taken it all in?

Have I paid enough attention?

Have I savored every moment?

Oh how I've tried...

How did it happen?

You are now a Senior...

A beautiful, wonderful, young man...

and yes a Senior.

I watch in amazement as a boy becomes a man before my very eyes...

How did it happen?

It happened because God ordained it child.

You have grown so fast it seems,

but the point is... you have grown.

You are a beautifully, gifted young man, my son...

So much talent.

So much heart.

So you.

It happened because life keeps moving...

This is your time to shine my boy....

Shine on in Him.

Love, MoM