The Women of the Cousin's War by Philippa Gregory
Princes at War by Deborah Cadbury
Lady Bird and Lyndon by Betty Boyd Caroli
Orphan Train by Christina Baker Kline
The Astronaut Wives by Lily Koppel
Rosemary by Kate Clifford Larson
A Brief History of the House of Windsor by Michael Paterson
Clementine by Sonia Purnell
Out of Dublin by Ethel Rohan
The Queen and Di by Ingrid Seward
Fab: The Intimate Life of Paul McCartney by Howard Sounes
Feisty First Ladies by J. Randy Taraborrelli
Victoria by A. N. Wilson
The Kennedys by Peter Collier and David Horowitz
Prince William by Penny Junor
Jackie, Ethel, Joan by J. Randy Taraborrelli
Sunday, February 28, 2016
Thursday, February 25, 2016
Another One of Those FB Memories
Looking at the date this was posted and reading what she said makes my heart hurt.
Nikolas to Ava "when I grow up I am going to marry you". Ava to Nikolas "my daddy is at work far away and he misses me".
Saturday, February 20, 2016
Grandmother and Granddaughter
I think Aubree and I were very comfortable in that chair. Once moment I am sitting in the chair rocking her on my lap and watching her sleep and the next moment, I ended up joining her.
Nikolas and Ava
Facebook sends you memories daily from pictures or posts from the past. Last night this picture popped up from 2011. Nikolas and Ava together as it once was. Sadly, I do not see them together again in the future. The enormity of the loss is great and if I allow it the loss can feel overwhelming to me so I make a conscious effort to keep the loss in check. I have to or else I would not be able to carry on in daily living. Ava should be a part of daily living. She should be traveling with Shaun & Nikolas to Canada next month as she did in the past. It was always Shaun, Nikolas and Ava. Three grandchildren three years apart each in age traveling along with their grandmother. That was the life I always envisioned. I never imagined a life where I would not have a close relationship with all my grandchildren. That is me. That is who I am. I remember a family member telling, "I am sure Ava misses you too". My response was "Oh God, I hope she does not miss me because if she missed me she would be sad". I would never want Ava to feel loss or pain. I would never want Ava to be sad because she missed me. I believe that is called love. I want her to be healthy and happy doing all the things little girls do. I want her to have friends, play with dolls, ride bikes, play, sing, dance, work hard in school and most importantly I want her to feel good about herself, love herself and grow into a responsible loving caring woman. I want her to have an education, a career, someday maybe be married and have a family of her own if she chooses. I want her to hold onto hope and faith and believe in her ability to live life to the fullest.
Friday, February 19, 2016
This and That Over Last Few Weeks
Josh and Aubree
Snow in the distance
Bill and Aubree
Silly Daddy with Valentine Gifts.
Silly Mommy and Daughter taking a spin.
Aubree's 2nd pair of earrings are Minnie Mouse (14k gold).
Getting her ears pierced.
Having a day out at the mall with mommy and grandmom.
Aubree's 1st pair of earrings are her birthstone (14k gold).
Converse with bows and glitter
Labels:
daughters,
family,
Granddaughter,
pat's journey,
sons
Thursday, February 18, 2016
Wednesday, February 17, 2016
Tuesday, February 16, 2016
Monday, February 15, 2016
Sunday, February 14, 2016
Fifty Six Today
Josh and Lynee gave me some chocolate dipped strawberries which were delicious.
Nikolas is growing up.
My boys.
Mom and Aubree (her great granddaughter)
Shaun & Rita know me well!
This is for the beach house!
My girls!
Dad & Bill are two peas in a pod.
I love these pictures of Aubree and her grandparents.
My birthday was wonderful this year. Bill had my family over yesterday and today we went out to breakfast looked at a house in Gladwyn and did some shopping.
As a post note, I really love Lynee and Rita. They are not only great for my sons but wonderful attentive mothers and beautiful women inside and out. I am so happy they are in my life.
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