(raspberry at Kyle)
July 17, 2008
July 15, 2008
Pics Taken Today of John, Hannah, Elizabeth and me!
This is John doing his Ray Charles impression. I’m his backup singer. 
To the right is a photo of Hannah, Susan and Elizabeth. We are contemplating the great mysteries of the universe.
Center: Susan Sonnen
Below: Susan and Hannah Below: Susan and Elizabeth: L for Love!
July 10, 2008
Brag Time
I am so very proud of my children. Literally, my chest swells with pride when I think of them.
As I mentioned earlier in the week, the boys have stepped up to the plate once again.
They do what needs to be done.
They do what is best for their family.
They did not learn these things from their father. In fact, he taught them the opposite. They figured it out on their own. They know the value of family. They honor their family. They love their family.
And my daughters, they are spirit and light. They are fighters. They are real women. Like their mother, if you knock them down, they will get right back up.
I am so very blessed.
Truly, no one is more blessed than I am. My children and I have been through numerous challenges, including a trauma of one of our own. Many people would expect me to be displeased with the way my life has proceeded. Not so. Think: do the people who have everything and want for nothing realize the strength that they possess? For that matter, can they really possess strength if they have never been tested?
I am blessed.
My children are my heart.
July 7, 2008
Life Goes On
My children are (along with Kyle, my beloved) the most resilient, strong and faithful people that I know. I cannot adequately describe the pride that I feel for them. It is an honor, and that is no exaggeration, to be walking through this life with them.
July 4, 2008
Approved!
I am thrilled to announce that my ex-husband has given his A-OK for the move to Chicago! Yes! I really don’t think that he could have stopped us anyway, but it’s nice to have the words on a legal document and no court battle.
He hasn’t spoken to Hannah and Elizabeth for four years.
A word of caution to young women:
Do not marry a jerk!
June 29, 2008
My Children and Poetry
Oh, happy day! Hannah asked me if I had a book of poetry that she could read. Boy, do I! I sent her Mary Oliver’s way this morning.
Hannah was working on a poem two nights ago. She hasn’t done that for awhile. I hope that she keeps up with it.
Lizzy writes poetry and fiction. She used to write a lot of fan fiction.
John writes poetry. I have some of his tucked away.
James wrote a poem in elementary school that was wonderful. Really! I need to find it because I want to frame it.
June 24, 2008
Lemonade Stand
Driving home this evening, Hannah and I (and Crystal in her car behind us) stopped at a lemonade stand. A child hollered, “Hey, guys, we got lucky!” Hannah and I each bought a lemonade and Hannah bought a cup of popcorn. We chose not to eat the popcorn, though, for fear of where the little hands had been!
June 12, 2008
Waffle House
Hannah and Jake just went up to Waffle House for dinner. I’m jealous. I love Waffle House. I love breakfast.
When poor Elizabeth was about 3 years old, she tripped in a Waffle House parking lot and ended up with two black eyes and a scratched up nose. It looked like a gator had gotten a hold of her. It was Christmas Eve, no less. Why were we eating at Waffle House on Christmas Eve? We were on vacation in Florida. On Christmas Eve. I know. Go figure. My ex. Need I say more? But it was a great time for the kids and that is what counts in the end.
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WordPress Categories
Curses! I am trying to simplify my categories and in doing so now have John, Hannah and Elizabeth listed under family, but James and Rebekah are lost somewhere in cyberspace, presumably under the umbrella of family, as well. Funny, they aren’t listed. Nor will the widget allow me to add them as they have (supposedly) already been added.
Curse you, internet gods!
But wait! I think I’ve figured this out! Hold on…
Nah. Oh, well. I’ve reworked it to the best of my ability.
May 2, 2008
Sick Hannah
Poor Hannah just came downstairs. She is achy and has a fever. I feel guilty because I had to kick her out of my room. I’ve used all of my sick and personal days at work. I no longer have the luxury of getting sick. 
