Up from the Grave He Arose !

So Easter Sunday.
Happy day for me, happy memories, usually the first thing I think of on Easter morning is that song, sung by you know who my hero....My dad. In planning my day today I did the usual check in on facebook and mentioned that old favorite hymn in line or two. ~ Got busy preparing to go to Doug and Martha's for our Easter family celebration involving food and scrabble.~ And oh yea, that song ! Walking in to their home we all broke out in chorus to sing a line together, not the way you'd think kind of 1/2 joking around and each one of us with the twinge of dad 's memory tugging at our hearts while we smiled. The inlaws think we are crazy. Come to find out Amy sang it to the twins while they played this morning, Alex sang it to Seva, Douglas sang it to Martha and I of course sang it to the world on Face Book..... Funny isn't it that we all have the dear old hymn in our hearts thanks to Dad....

Hahaha, some times a song or lyric will transport me directly to another place and another time. Happen to send me directly to Berlin Center United Methodist Church. I dressed in a pretty new outfit for Easter, can smell the Easter Lilies and Spring bulbs all in their brilliant gold foil neatly and symmetrically placed around the altar and the front of the church. Line up in the pew as I recall~ Molly all they way in , then Mom and then me and Dad on my right. The sun shining boldly through out the church and through the lavander and yellow stain glass windows. We always sat 1/2 way back on the west wall aisle. Dad always on the outside... I can often hear him belt out and sing loud with his head tipped back as if he were singing in the heavenly choir of angels. ! I know now he is, however in the early morning coolness in Berlin Center Ohio he was.

I smile and long to feel those rough cracked fingers hold my hand as I fidget and get bored. I also smile and long to have the yukky taste of sugar free candy melt in my mouth , but love it all at the same time because he gave it to me. Gosh I miss him. Happy Easter Dad. I can't wait for the opportunity to sing "Up form the Grave He Arose, With a mighty triumph o'er his foes. He arose a victor from the dark domain and He lives forever with His Saints to reign. He arose, He arose Hallelujah Christ Arose." With him again.... one day in glory we will sing together... :)

Geeze Oh Man !

I have not been here since November,,,, I am sorry for that, This is a good thing for my Brain as well as my soul. Thinking out loud has many benefits so let's try to get back on this "horse " ....I have missed you all. And I am sorry to have let you down. Especially you Anneliese. My heart aches that I find myself too busy to say hello. I am sorry for that. Seems as though sorry for many things today. Been a rough day.

No reason other than pride~ but a rough day. Life is not always a bowl of cherries however for the most part things of late have been pretty good. I will be the first to admit I have been kind of waiting for the proverbial other shoe to drop. Kenny is well~ not so well. Numbers are where they need to be, The Dr is not concerned, I am , He has been changing quite a bit this year , Very much this past 6 months. I think he has lost around 50 pounds in 10 months. Good for the body however I am concerned it has something to do with the dreaded diabetes.
( Hate that word) btw

Hilde and Gretta have gone to a new farm to live. I need to be considering trading in the van in the next 6 months or so ~ Which also means i need to take it to be detailed and have the paint re buffed as the goats have ruined it... I also love Kenny more than I love them and that in itself is reason they needed to go. Met a man through a mutual Friend. I think they are at a better home. I have not gone to visit as I think they won't remember me and I think it will make me too sad. So for now I know they live on a happy farm in a happy place in Lisbon. I hope they have chickens to tell them whats happening, in their new little world.

Everyone else on the farm is good. Snick and Belle have had hair cuts of late. Snick is 2 weeks post now, curls are beginning to form again on his ears. He need 2 weeks of growth to become more like himself.. Belle on the other hand is not one week post yet. She still looks like a shorn sheep and kind of a pit bull / = some where in between.....:) Cute frisky naked....


So as I type this I realize the time is approaching midnight.
Hope I can sleep tonight.
Welcome back friends...
I have missed you... Lets visit one day very soon. I hope it is not 6 months until I return again!
~j