Day at the Zoo with my girls.

I spent Sunday morning at the Zoo with my babies. I had 2 favorite moments. One was when we went to the bird enclosure. They sold "seed sticks" for people to hold and the birds will come eat them. Marci bought the sticks gave one to Arabella and took her into the enclosure. A woman said to my wife in a alarmed way, "Ma'am Ma'am" then pointed to Arabella who was snacking on the seed stick. The other favorite moment was when we went to the petting Zoo area. I pointed to a cow, and she said "cow", I pointed to a goat, and she said "goat", I then pointed to a large pig with large tusks, and she said "wow, daddy, look at the rhinoceros", everyone within range just cracked up.

Hey, I know it has been a while.

I have been so depressed since Rock is gone. I am so lucky my girls take some of my sadness away. That day was so hard for me. I had not cried that badly since I was a child. I still think I hear him in the house every now and then. Sometimes at night I swear he is in bed with me. I miss him so much. It is so hard for me to even think about that day. I had to choose weather to burry him or cremate. I just could not immagine burning him, so Dr. Rourke (the best VET ever) said he would burry him on a farm in east TX where he has burried his dogs. I just dont know if I will ever be ready to talk about the actual moment it happened because I just tear up when I think about it. Poor little Daisy is so lonely and sad that Rock is gone. Maybe I will do something about it.

My girls are getting so big. I look at them and wonder how I got so lucky to have such good beautiful babies.

Just got back from North Carolia

It sucked. My plane arrived at 9pm, and I left at 11am the next day. I went to testify at a trial. The guy owes money and he disputed, so a friend asked me to go and testify, so I did. The problem was when I got to the courthouse, which, the Charlotte courthouse is one of the largest I have ever seen, they were having a big trial that day. They had just started a double cop murder trial and the security was tighter than the airport. Reporters and their camera crews were there, as well as tons of gangsters there to support their homie. I was just in awe of all of the "ghetto fabulous" people there. One guy was wearing an alligator skin fedora and had a cane wrapped in gator. There were more gold dentistry than I had ever seen in the same room. Also, there were no black or brown suits, they were all purple, lime, orange, and red suits. It was quite a site. Well I won the trial and the guy has to pay, and I was back home by 1pm the next day.

My family is smaller today, and the world is a less better place today.

My best friend in the world passed away yesterday. I have been with Rock for longer than I had been with my wife. He taught me so much and was so loving and understanding with me. It truly was the saddest moment in my life that I can recall. He was very old for a Bulldog. He made it to 12, which is 77 in Bulldog years, but was just to short for me. My heart really hurts today. I don't know if there is a Heaven, but if there is, I am sure he will be there. He could not drink fluids over this past month, eating was a struggle, he loved watermelon, but could not keep it down. I just cannot believe he is not here any longer. I have such fond, happy memories of him. I got him when he was 6 months old from a guy who did not want a dog any more. Most people don't know this, but Rock had been to Puerto Rico in his life. His 1st owner brought him there for 2 months on vacation. Well, Rock escaped on the 2nd day there and wound up roaming Puerto Rico for 5 days with a pack of wild street dogs. Luckily, the owner finally found him. He taught me patience, love and acceptance. My home feels a bit more empty, life feels a bit less sweet, and the world is a little less happy place because Bubba is gone.



Here is a silly poem that I would like to believe Rock would have felt:

You were with me to the very end and even after I had "gone" you held me, and as my soul left my body and I looked down and saw you crying, I wanted so much to tell you that I understood. You did this for me.

I tried to tell you in my own way that it was time for me to leave, and I thank you for understanding. No other will take my place, but those I left behind will need your love and affection as I have had.

You still think of me, and there are times you try to hide your tear-filled eyes....but please...be happy and think not of sadness, but of how I made you happy and made you laugh at the funny and smart things I did.

There are no fences where I am, for no one has the desire to "dig out".

There are no thunderstorms where I am, therefore fear is never present.

There are no fights where I am. Everyone is congenial.

There is no hunger. There is no thirst. There are watermelon's everywhere. There is much to explore. Many of us who are older take care of the little ones and guide them. It's fun watching them run with their ears flopping and their curly tails wagging.

So you see, my loved one, I am very happy...

When it comes time for your loved ones to leave, I will meet them , and I will acquaint them with this beautiful and serene place, and I will take care of them until you are with me again.

Thank you for loving me, caring for me, and having the courage to let me go with dignity.

Something to laugh at. Outakes from my Grammy film!

August 15, 2010 is a very sad day for my family.

My wife's grandmother Jaclynn Meyer passed away. My wonderful mother in law Donna, (whom you all may know simply as Grammy from previous posts) was at her side. First, I must acknowledge that Donna(aka Grammy) was such a great daughter to her mother in her waning years. She was dedicated to her no matter how hard it was.
Man, I get all weird and emotional when people pass away that I care for. I start to think of people even closer to me passing away and I just start freaking out, like I am kind of doing right now. I have become particularly close to my wife's family over the years, as my daughters have, and this really hurts.
Now I want to share my 2 favorite things about Grandma, the 2 things that when I think of her for the remainder of my life, I will always smile.
1) Thanksgiving at Mimi's. It is kind of an inside family story, but it revolves around Grandma's love of dark turkey meat, and Mimi's running out before she got any. And after much discussion with the waitress, her final question to the poor waitress was, "Can you go back in the kitchen and see if they have any dark chicken meat?" Freaking hilarious.
2) I will also always remember the biggest smile my daughter Arabella put on Grandma's face every time she saw her. She glowed, and so did Arabella when they were together.

Since I was a Navy man, the most heartfelt thing I can think of to say is, "Fair winds and following seas Jaclynn Meyer, on this part of your journey."

Arabella and me! Our 2nd attempt at theater. The title of this piece is "Grammy".