Someday Is Today, Days 10 and 11

So I missed last night thanks to a heavy dose of 11 year old birthday party and college football.  However, today is so full of emotions for us that it can easily count for at least two days.  Today is the 7 year anniversary of Cutler’s diagnosis of Acute Myeloid Leukemia.  Combined with the terrorist attacks 8 years prior, this day is always pretty heavy on our hearts and helps serve as a strong reminder as to why we raise funds and awareness.  I believe a post that I put together in 2014 says it better than I will ever be able to say it again…

Our Personal 911

No donation too small when you realize that it is going towards stopping anyone from having to go through this experience in the future.

http://pages.lightthenight.org/gat/StLouis16/teamcutler

I just read the post again and those damn emotions are rising up again.  Please do consider a donation of any size.  Thank you to those that have already donated, please consider sharing with your friends and family.  No one should ever have to fight this fight and feel these emotions.  Yes, we won the fight, but there are still too many having to fight that fight.

To avoid ending this post on a somber note, here is a photo of a healthy champion from tonight’s baseball game.  I love that smile!

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A Long Overdue Farewell

On Monday Grandma Lewis, my mother’s mom, passed away after a long and arduous couple of years for both her and the family.  My title may seem a bit insensitive, but it isn’t intended this way and it actually has multiple meanings.  First of all, it is long overdue as I should have posted something on Monday when it happened and I won’t provide a multitude of somewhat valid excuses as they are just excuses.  The title is also appropriate as my dear grandmother hasn’t really been with us for what feels like years.  Sure, she had come around in spurts here and there with lucid moments, but sadly she wasn’t herself for a long time and now all of her pain is finally gone and she is in heaven working grandpa over on not being such a pest with his ornery sense of humor (it’s mainly where I get mine from and now Cutler as a continuing line of awesome humor).

These are the words that I use to comfort those that try to comfort me when I tell them that my grandma passed away, but despite how much I believe she is in a better place and no longer in pain it still hurts a lot more than I anticipated.

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Happy Birthday To World’s Best Mom

Today is the 50th (don’t do the math) birthday of the world’s best mom.  She may not appreciate my picking and prodding, but I wouldn’t tease her so much if I didn’t love her the way I do.  I wish we could be there to give you a birthday hug.  The card is in the mail…still.

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Happy Birthday Betty Jean!!!

Ah, I am loving getting a free pass on my post per day quest when I get to wish happy birthday.  I wish I had thought of it when the trio of Hopkins girls passed through.

Sorry, back to the original reason for the post.  Happy Birthday to Betty Jean, my MonsterMother-in-Law.  Thank you for raising such a wonderful woman for me to marry.  You done good.

Here is a video of her playing it cool with my mother at the opening ceremonies on our Disney Cruise.

45 Years

Happy belated anniversary to my favorite parents. 45 years is a long time, but just the beginning for these two. They serve as an amazing example of teamwork that I hope I can emulate in my own marriage.

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Never Too Old To Learn From Your Kids

Tonight my hockey game was early enough for Mason to come watch for the first time. The first period or so he was running around the rink playing with his buddies, which brought back memories of me running around the bowling alley while my parents bowled, but that’s another story for another time. The coolest moment of the night for me was to look up when I was skating out for a face off and Mason was right there shouting for me and he got so excited when I waved. After the game was over he asked if he could get a picture with the pro and so I gladly obliged with the photo below thinking he was being funny about me just playing and calling me a pro. After I took the photo I realized he wanted a picture with one of my teammates that plays for the Dallas professional indoor soccer team. My ego took a hit until my dad, who was able to watch along with mom, backhanded me with the “compliment” that I wasn’t as bad as he expected. Ego restored? The night was capped off perfectly with Mason providing me some ideas on what I could do better next time and the sincerity in his efforts put such a huge smile in my heart. I am blessed to have such a sweet boy willing to coach the old man.

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Smart For His Age

We were recently reminiscing with my parents about a time my mother had one margarita too many when out for lunch with myself, dad, and Mason as a baby.  As a side trip from lunch we decided to shop for a tv and since Mason had fallen asleep in the car mom had decided she would stay in the car with him rather than wake him.  When dad and I returned to the car we found both Mason and Grandma fast asleep.  While telling this story to Mason, grandma spoke up defensively saying that she was protecting him and Mason quickly responded with “By sleeping?”.  I love the quick wit that he is developing.

The Rib Brothers

Today we took the grandparents to try out our new favorite BBQ joint, Lockharts, and was terribly surprised first by Mason feeling a loose tooth after a bite of rib and then proceeding to reach in with his fingers and tear it out.  The next surprise was Cutler demolishing the ribs.  As he is almost exclusively a chicken guy, we were extremely shocked when he said he wanted a rib and then even more shocked when he went after a second one.