The love of my life.

Eleven years ago I married the love of my life.
Everyday I find a new reason to love this man, he is my best friend, the most wonderful Father and caring son.
I love you "Ralph", Happy Anniversary,
Love your "Alice"

photo credit, Puddin' pop

Lest We Forget....

In Flanders Fields By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918) Canadian Army

IN FLANDERS FIELDS the poppies blow

Between the crosses row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved and were loved, and now we lie

In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high.

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders fields.

Happy Daddy's Day...We love you.

Fourteen years ago I met the most wonderful man, I couldn't believe he fell in to my path. He was the most handsome, humorous, patient and kind person I had ever come across in my life. When I told him early on in our relationship that if he stayed with me and built a life he would be giving up on having his own biological children, I couldn't have any because I had a hysterectomy a couple of years before we met. He told me he was not going anywhere, he loved me and we could have a family.
A couple of years passed and we applied for adopting our first child, I didn't think I could love this man anymore than I already did, but the first time he held Jennifer and the look he had in his eyes when he first saw her I felt a love for him that I can't even begin to explain. It was the most powerful thing I had ever felt. I knew he was going to be a terrific Dad but it blew me away to watch him with out daughters! To this day, two children later, I watch them play at a distance, I am so proud of him I could burst. Everything he accomplishes, strives for, is for his "Girls", we love you Daddy.

Happy Dad's Day to my Father. Here is a man I am also proud of. At twenty he didn't listen to the masses that told him he was too young to be a Father and stood by his sixteen year old pregnant wife. I was born he worked his behind off at a few jobs so my Mom could stay at home with me until I was about eight, then he pushed my Mom to pursue her dreams and go back to school.

He has worked as paramedic supervisor since I was 4, he is very dedicated to his job, almost to a fault . He has taught me many valuable life lessons and his work ethics. He is an outstanding Father, I love you Daddy.

When my Dad found out he was going to be a Grandpa he was overwhelmed, secretly I think he had given up that honour when I had my surgery. We had put a fortune in his fortune cookie that said"Your going to be a Grandpa". After finding his glasses and me holding my breath for his reaction, he teared up and looked at me with the most heartwarming expression. He was overcome with emotion and he still is when he visits his babies. They know my Dad as the "candy man", he loves to lavish the princess with sweets candy and kisses.

Here is my Father-in-law, the photo says it all. He is a terrific man who loves life. If there is a party he be there in the center of things entertaining the group.

He worked as a jail guard for many years, the first time we were introduced I must say his size intimidated me. He stands at 6ft.7Inches, but he is all marshmallow inside!

He is the most playful, funny, entertaining Grandpa I could ever want for my girls. He is always on the floor on all fours with 4or5 grandchildren on his back giving horsey rides.

Not only am I proud that he raised a wonderful man , he also welcomed me in to his family and treats me as if I am his "daughter". We love Grandpa.