....I found a letter under the seat in my car. With loving messages in handwriting that we all struggled to read...this word is one that cannot be mistaken. It's now the signature of an angel, something I will cherish forever.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
Dear Grandma,
Well, I think it is safe to say that it's officially fall, although somedays it has felt more like winter. The weekend's weather was much more desirable than the days that preceeded it, I, however was entirely too devoted to my sweatpants and couch to spend much time enjoying it. It had been a very long week and this is what I had decided to do with my weekend, who am I to go against my word? The most of this weather I had the chance to enjoy was during my trip to Target and other piddly errands I had to run. I can't even say that I regret missing out on it much. Sometimes, there is a lot to be said about relaxing at home with nothing to worry about but the buzzer on the dryer. I did leave the house Saturday night to watch some movies with a friend - in sweatpants, of course. But here we are at Monday again, and already I find myself wishing the week away. I have a lot to do this week, though. Aside from being on call, I have a lot of things to do around the house. I'm sure you remember my friend Allison from Yankton - she sang at my confirmation, has a voice you could never forget. It's been 5 years since I've seen her, I swear, and finally we have worked out a weekend that works for both of us for her to visit Omaha. I'm looking forward to it so much. She's just one of those friends that you need to see sometimes. I need to see her, and from the way it sounds, she needs to see me, too.
So, I think I'm going to start running half marathons...with the goal to someday run a marathon. It's a little far off, but some friends and I are planning to run a half down the Las Vegas strip in February of 2011. This gives us time to plan the trip, and hopefully get in decent shape to finish the race. There are all kinds of races in the Omaha/Lincoln area between now and then...so hopefully this will helo. I have no problem running this far on my own, but the thought of having to do it on someone else's watch - well, it's always made me nervous. But, I figure, running has always been a mind game for me, I think it is for everyone, really. So if I put my mind to it, I can do it, right? I see a multitude of ice baths in my future. And the only way I'm agreesing to this is if we go out some place fabulous to eat afterward. They'd cancel each other out right? My mom always says if you eat a snickers and drink a diet pepsi it's like you never ate the snickers at all. So I think my theory is completely legit.
I had a dream about you a couple nights ago. It was one of those really strange dreams where you wake up thinking it was life and not a dream at all. I could see, hear, ...smell you, so very clearly. The weird thing is we were talking about heaven and what you thought of it. You weren't alive and we both knew that, but you were talking to me about things I would ask you if I had the chance. I wonder, maybe we really did talk in my dreams? I hope so. And even if we didn't, I'd rather go on believing we did, so that's exactly what I'm going to do. I hope you stop in again.
I love you,
Kristen
Well, I think it is safe to say that it's officially fall, although somedays it has felt more like winter. The weekend's weather was much more desirable than the days that preceeded it, I, however was entirely too devoted to my sweatpants and couch to spend much time enjoying it. It had been a very long week and this is what I had decided to do with my weekend, who am I to go against my word? The most of this weather I had the chance to enjoy was during my trip to Target and other piddly errands I had to run. I can't even say that I regret missing out on it much. Sometimes, there is a lot to be said about relaxing at home with nothing to worry about but the buzzer on the dryer. I did leave the house Saturday night to watch some movies with a friend - in sweatpants, of course. But here we are at Monday again, and already I find myself wishing the week away. I have a lot to do this week, though. Aside from being on call, I have a lot of things to do around the house. I'm sure you remember my friend Allison from Yankton - she sang at my confirmation, has a voice you could never forget. It's been 5 years since I've seen her, I swear, and finally we have worked out a weekend that works for both of us for her to visit Omaha. I'm looking forward to it so much. She's just one of those friends that you need to see sometimes. I need to see her, and from the way it sounds, she needs to see me, too.
So, I think I'm going to start running half marathons...with the goal to someday run a marathon. It's a little far off, but some friends and I are planning to run a half down the Las Vegas strip in February of 2011. This gives us time to plan the trip, and hopefully get in decent shape to finish the race. There are all kinds of races in the Omaha/Lincoln area between now and then...so hopefully this will helo. I have no problem running this far on my own, but the thought of having to do it on someone else's watch - well, it's always made me nervous. But, I figure, running has always been a mind game for me, I think it is for everyone, really. So if I put my mind to it, I can do it, right? I see a multitude of ice baths in my future. And the only way I'm agreesing to this is if we go out some place fabulous to eat afterward. They'd cancel each other out right? My mom always says if you eat a snickers and drink a diet pepsi it's like you never ate the snickers at all. So I think my theory is completely legit.
I had a dream about you a couple nights ago. It was one of those really strange dreams where you wake up thinking it was life and not a dream at all. I could see, hear, ...smell you, so very clearly. The weird thing is we were talking about heaven and what you thought of it. You weren't alive and we both knew that, but you were talking to me about things I would ask you if I had the chance. I wonder, maybe we really did talk in my dreams? I hope so. And even if we didn't, I'd rather go on believing we did, so that's exactly what I'm going to do. I hope you stop in again.
I love you,
Kristen
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Dear Grandma,
It's been a busy couple weeks in Omaha. It's only Tuesday and already I am looking forward to the weekend. I could use a Saturday of movies and coffee. The weather we have been having makes it even harder to peel off the covers and crawl out of bed in the morning. It just seems so cruel! The first round of snow never puts me in an especially jolly mood, and having the first snow the second weekend in October is a bit of a sick joke. The weather men say it is suppose to be much warmer next week and I hope they're right.
My old roomates Jessica and Justin were married this weekend and it was probably the most fun I've had in awhile. It was 20 degrees for much of the day and that was certainly unfortunate to say the least, but it was a blast anyway. When you're surrounded with so many fun, wonderful people, it's almost impossible to let something as silly as cold bring that down. The hair on my legs may have started to grow the second I walked outside, and I may have to carry tissues with me everywhere I go this week, but it was all worth it. As always, you weren't forgotten either. I requested the song "Crystal Chandelier" to dance with dad, and even though I pretty much hung on his shoulder and bawled like a four year old, we made it through. I knew it would be sad, I was sure I would cry, but it was certainly worth it anyway.
Hannah was home with Jason and Tonya and sure has developed quite the personality. She's usually giggles or fits, and there isn't much in between, but happy or not, she's so much fun. She still doesn't say much, but has started using sign language. She's already smarter than me and she doesn't even talk. It's pretty interesting when your 18 month old niece speaks in a language you don't understand and you have to ask your parents to translate. When she is old enough to write me letters, I fear she'll write them in brail...then what will I do?
My friend Blair is six weeks away from being a mama for the second time. With daddy Phil working 5 weeks on/ 5 weeks off in Saudi Arabia as a driller, I know I have to be on my game. If he's not here when Baby Bristol decides to make her debut, Aunt Kristen takes his place. She's been my best friend in Omaha since I moved here, and I've been as much of a substitute parent as I know how, I just hope I can follow through this time as well. And I'll have to, it's why God gives you friends. Help me be what she needs me to be.
The holidays are around the corner, and I don't think for a second they aren't going to be difficult. I've never gone a holiday without seeing you one way or another and have planned vacations from work accordingly. I wonder how holidays in the future will unfold, but I suppose we'll see. It's amazing how some of my friends have to manage all their holiday time between grandparents and great grandparents, and I don't even have one. Seems a little unfair, really. But I try to appreciate what I do have, because even without any grandparents I still have so much to be thankful for, and more than some. But it's still unfair.
I Love You,
Kristen
It's been a busy couple weeks in Omaha. It's only Tuesday and already I am looking forward to the weekend. I could use a Saturday of movies and coffee. The weather we have been having makes it even harder to peel off the covers and crawl out of bed in the morning. It just seems so cruel! The first round of snow never puts me in an especially jolly mood, and having the first snow the second weekend in October is a bit of a sick joke. The weather men say it is suppose to be much warmer next week and I hope they're right.
My old roomates Jessica and Justin were married this weekend and it was probably the most fun I've had in awhile. It was 20 degrees for much of the day and that was certainly unfortunate to say the least, but it was a blast anyway. When you're surrounded with so many fun, wonderful people, it's almost impossible to let something as silly as cold bring that down. The hair on my legs may have started to grow the second I walked outside, and I may have to carry tissues with me everywhere I go this week, but it was all worth it. As always, you weren't forgotten either. I requested the song "Crystal Chandelier" to dance with dad, and even though I pretty much hung on his shoulder and bawled like a four year old, we made it through. I knew it would be sad, I was sure I would cry, but it was certainly worth it anyway.
Hannah was home with Jason and Tonya and sure has developed quite the personality. She's usually giggles or fits, and there isn't much in between, but happy or not, she's so much fun. She still doesn't say much, but has started using sign language. She's already smarter than me and she doesn't even talk. It's pretty interesting when your 18 month old niece speaks in a language you don't understand and you have to ask your parents to translate. When she is old enough to write me letters, I fear she'll write them in brail...then what will I do?
My friend Blair is six weeks away from being a mama for the second time. With daddy Phil working 5 weeks on/ 5 weeks off in Saudi Arabia as a driller, I know I have to be on my game. If he's not here when Baby Bristol decides to make her debut, Aunt Kristen takes his place. She's been my best friend in Omaha since I moved here, and I've been as much of a substitute parent as I know how, I just hope I can follow through this time as well. And I'll have to, it's why God gives you friends. Help me be what she needs me to be.
The holidays are around the corner, and I don't think for a second they aren't going to be difficult. I've never gone a holiday without seeing you one way or another and have planned vacations from work accordingly. I wonder how holidays in the future will unfold, but I suppose we'll see. It's amazing how some of my friends have to manage all their holiday time between grandparents and great grandparents, and I don't even have one. Seems a little unfair, really. But I try to appreciate what I do have, because even without any grandparents I still have so much to be thankful for, and more than some. But it's still unfair.
I Love You,
Kristen
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