We are on the plain headed to Missouri for the First Down for Down syndrome awareness!
Friday, October 26, 2012
Thursday, October 11, 2012
October Love
Monday, October 1, 2012
A Blue Rose
I was just forwarded this from my Godmother.
A Blue Rose
Having four visiting family members, my wife was very busy, so I offered to go to the store for her to get some needed items, which included light bulbs, paper towels, trash bags, detergent and Clorox. So off I went.
I scurried around the store, gathered up my goodies and headed for the checkout counter, only to be blocked in the narrow aisle by a young man who appeared to be about sixteen-years-old. I wasn't in a hurry, so I patiently waited for the boy to realize that I was there. This was when he waved his hands excitedly in the air and declared in a loud voice, "Mommy, I'm over here."
It was obvious now, he was mentally challenged and also startled as he turned and saw me standing so close to him, waiting to squeeze by. His eyes widened and surprise exploded on his face as I said, "Hey Buddy, what's your name?"
"My name is Denny and I'm shopping with my mother," he responded proudly.
"Wow," I said, "that's a cool name; I wish my name was Denny, but my name is Steve."
"Steve, like Stevarino?" he asked. "Yes," I answered. "How old are you Denny?"
"How old am I now, Mommy?" he asked his mother as she slowly came over from the next aisle.
"You're fifteen-years-old Denny; now be a good boy and let the man pass by."
I acknowledged her and continued to talk to Denny for several more minutes about summer, bicycles and school. I watched his brown eyes dance with excitement, because he was the center of someone's attention. He then abruptly turned and headed toward the toy section.
Denny's mom had a puzzled look on her face and thanked me for taking the time to talk with her son. She told me that most people wouldn't even look at him, much less talk to him.
I told her that it was my pleasure and then I said something I have no idea where it came from, other than by the prompting of the Holy Spirit. I told her that there are plenty of red, yellow, and pink roses in God's Garden; however, "Blue Roses" are very rare and should be appreciated for their beauty and distinctiveness. You see, Denny is a Blue Rose and if someone doesn't stop and smell that rose with their heart and touch that rose with their kindness, then they've missed a blessing from God.
She was silent for a second, then with a tear in her eye she asked, "Who are you?"
Without thinking I said, "Oh, I'm probably just a dandelion, but I sure love living in God's garden."
She reached out, squeezed my hand and said, "God bless you!" and then I had tears in my eyes.
May I suggest, the next time you see a BLUE ROSE , whichever differences that person may have, don't turn your head and walk off. Take the time to smile and say Hello. Why? Because, by the grace of GOD, this mother or father could be you. This could be your child, grandchild, niece , nephew or any other family member. What a difference a moment can mean to that person or their family.
From an old dandelion! Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest up to God!
"People will forget what you said, People will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel!"
Thursday, September 27, 2012
A Thank You to our Friends and Family
Monday, September 24, 2012
The Walk is Sunday!
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Friday, August 31, 2012
Crazy Hair
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Almost Famous
The cover of the invitation happens to have a picture of the CUTEST BABY IN THE WORLD! That baby would be Taylor of course! She will be giving out autographs left and right!
Friday, August 3, 2012
And then it hit me
Monday, July 23, 2012
Summer update
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Back to School
I left Whitewater right after my junior year to pursue a Meeting and Event Management Associates Degree at MATC and loved every second of it. I always knew that I would want to finish my Bachelor's Degree since I was so close to it that I could pretty much reach out and grab it.
On the application it said that I had to write a statement of how my presence will enrich the school's community. I spent a lunch hour thinking about what I could write.
Here is what I sent in:
"I am thirty years old and am a wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister and a friend. I am defined by all of these titles but most importantly by one.
So last night I opened the letter and it started with "Congratulations and welcome to UW- Whitewater!" I am pretty sure my statement is what got me in!







