Sunday, November 22, 2009

Michael Jackson is alive!


Well..at Julia's on Broadway.

Joe and I have been so busy the last 6 months, we have hardly seen each other.

So Saturday night my honey took me out..

I love the way Joe loves to surprise me with a call "get dressed be ready we are going somewhere when I get home"

We had a fabulous dinner and watched the most amazing impersonator show. I don't think I have laughed that hard in a LONG time.

I hope everyone has a wonderful week of holiday celebration.

Happy Holidays!

Monday, November 9, 2009

Congrats to Drew




I received a phone call from the schools PTA this morning informing me that judges have chosen Drew's reflection project as a Washington State finalist.

For those of you who have not started elementary school routines yet, The Reflections art program is a National PTA and a Washington State PTA cultural arts Competition. The purpose for this program is to provide an opportunity for students to use their creative talents by expressing themselves though their own original works, created around a specific theme. This year’s theme is Beauty is...!

Drew entered into the Film/Media production category. His idea of beauty was nature and taking care of nature by recycling composting, and going the extra mile for mother nature.

I am so thrilled for Drew, he really has to study and work hard for his grades, if he had his way he would skip school and go straight the the MLB. His love of the game amazes me.

This academic recognition is just what he needs to boost his enthusiasm for school.

For making it as a finalist, Drew has been invited to attend an awards ceremony in January at the IKEA performing arts center where his video will be on display.

It will also be announced who will be advancing to nationals.

GOOO DREW SANTANA!

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Life is one big road with lots of signs




I am sitting here watching the wind whip around the beautiful fall trees and have had an epiphany. I realized for the first time today that family is alot like the 4 seasons,stormy and windy, bright and cheery,steady and smooth and sometime just plain unpredictable

I have finally learned to embrace ALL the seasons that some along with being a parent and can't believe that my little boy has become a man I am not so proud of right now.

I believe there is a certain burden that comes along with the name "mother" It is not always a burden that certain mothers can bear but with the support and love of family and friends, it's a challenge that I have embraced. I am thankful to those of you who have called and offered your encouragement and support to me, it means more to me than you could ever know.

On October 21, Joe and I called an intervention on my son Devin. I will spare you all with the details of his behaviours and drugs of choice as I am still trying to process this information and come to complete terms.

After 5 hours of consulting with him and having a HARD realty check He agreed to enter into the detox facility.

On the 7th day of his detox, I met with him for the first time since entering and WOW he had rosy cheeks and a look of life back in his eyes, he confessed his addictions to Joe and I and wept through our entire meeting.

I was humbled.

I am proud to say he volunteered to enter into an in-house treatment and I took him in yesterday and he was admitted. I will not see him until he is done and look forward to throwing him a "sobriety dinner" to congratulate him on his accomplishment.

So here's to Devin and embracing that my child is now becoming a man and not just any man but a clear minded man free to follow his dreams and goals.

Here is a wonderful saying I found that really hits home for me.

A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.
-- Washington Irving