Quotes:

I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge -- myth is more potent than history -- dreams are more powerful than facts -- hope always triumphs over experience -- laughter is the cure for grief -- love is stronger than death. ~ Robert Fulghum




For everything there is a season, And a time for every matter under heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
A time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to seek, and a time to lose;
A time to keep, and a time to throw away;
A time to tear, and a time to sew;
A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate;
A time for war, and a time for peace.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

So, yesterday was a hard day. My Great Grandma Lucille Boatwright, we called her Maa-Maw, passed away yesterday morning. She lived a wonderful happy life. She has been on 3 Cruises, gone to Branson Missouiri about 4 times to see the shows, Eurika Springs Arkansas for the Passion Play severel times, Little Rock Ark, Oklahoma, New Jersey, The Amish Country in Pennsylvania, Maryland, Florida, Delaware, New York City, where she walked down Wall Street (which was one of her dreams) and went to 34th & Broadway, Times Square & the Theater District. She also went to Washington DC, Virginia, Atlanta, California, and Biloxi Mississippi. She was a busy woman.

She was the glue that kept our huge family together. She loved to cook and eat desert first. She gave me a copy of her cookbook as a wedding gift. She knew I was going to marry Nick, before I knew. She called Nick 'her boyfriend'. She was very talented with a sewing machine. She quilted Zoe a huge quilt for a baby shower gift. She also wanted to have a grandkid named Rebecca. I bought her house when she moved in with Grandma Ruth. She left me little kitchen things (her cooking timer, her drink pitcher and the matching glasses, her broom, etc.) when she moved out. She was wonderful. I don't think I have a memory that doesn't include her in some way, shape or form.

She was 28 in this one and 90 something in this one. She was such a beautiful person, inside and out.

She had four children, 10 grandchildren, 12 great grandchildren and 5 great-great grandchildren. All who are very blessed to have, had her in their lives. She was 94 years old and completed five generations.

Five Generations of Boatwright women, May 2008. She was soo proud that she had five generations.

Back to yesterday, My mom called me early yesterday, around 8 am, which is odd, so I new something was wrong. When she told me Maa-maw had passed my heart sank. I knew that Maa-maw wasn't going to last forever, after having two hip replacements in two years and the fact that she was 94! But the possibilty of her not being here never crossed my mind, until yesterday. I was a mess. I would cry then I would dry up then I would cry, typical me. I left work at noon and immediately went to my Grandma Ruth's, Maa-maw lived with her. You could tell that everyone was numb. I went into 'What can I do' mode, I cooked lunch and cleaned the kitchen. I helped my mom find pictures for the slide show for the visitation on Wednesday. I wanted to fix it, then realized I couldn't. She was gone and there was nothing I could do. I couldn't bring her back. That's a sucky feeling. I miss her.

(Insert subject change, so I don't cry)

On a more positive note, I did find some pictures of Maa-maw that I had never seen before. I think I'm going to do a scrapbook for my family of Maa-Maw and maybe journal some memories that I have. (Thanks Meli for the idea)

Odd Fact: I didn't know that Lucille isn't Maa-maw's name. Her full name is Edith Lucille Boatwright. Edith, Who knew? Apparently, not me!

This is Maa-Maw at her 90th birthday, January 24, 2004 and Maa-Maw and I at my wedding October 23, 2004.

This is my absolute favorite picture. Zoe was about 6 months old and teething. Maa-maw took her tea spoon out of her drink and gave it to Zoe to chew on and wouldn't you know it... Zoe cut two front teeth before dinner was over. I think I'm going to have this picture framed for Zoe.

Well, I better quit rambling on and try to get something done today! I love you Maa-Maw. You will be missed dearly.

Take Care,

Stefanie

Airhogs!

Did you know that Grand Prairie now has a minor league baseball team? Well, they do. The Grand Prairie Airhogs. I know, The Airhogs?! What kind of name is that? But it is G.P., did you expect anything less?

Well, We went on 8/5/08 to see them play the Pensicola Penguins. Nicks family was in town, so we had a good size group. (Nick, Me, Isaiah, Zoe, Grammy Hammie (my grandma), Grandma Lyla (Nicks mom), Nathan and JD (our nephews)) Before the game we had the traditional baseball meal; Hamburgers, hotdogs, chips and PIE! (Thanks to Grammy Hammie, it was good!) After dinner, we all piled into my car and headed to the stadium. Zoe was soo excited to see the game. The tickets were cheap and the seats were good. I don't think there is a bad seat in the stadium. It wasn't a full house or too hot, so that was good! The game was good and the Airhogs WON. They are number 2 in the Southern Division, the Fort Worth Cats are number 1. Here are some pictures from the game, of the stadium and such.

Look how beautiful the day was!

These are my two favorite pictures.

See the rainbow? and my pretty little girl?

Both sooooo beautiful!

I hope everyone has a great week. I will post another soon!

Stefanie