Friday, October 28, 2011

Rest Peacefully "Bom"..........

It was April 1987. I had just turned 17. My parents were moving very far. I chose to stay behind. I was offered a home with Mike's Mom....Doni. I moved into a house, rather shuffled house. I cleaned, I decorated, I "tried" to cook. I did everything I could to make this house a home. For everyone. I was 17. I remember watering the dirt front yard, soon turning into grass, planting flowers in the beds...scrubbing the kitchen like no other....Making my presence appreciated. Mike's mom took me under her wing. She had always battled the demon of Alcohol. Each night was a different night. Each morning, of course was different too. She loved deeply. She loved her kids. She loved her dogs. She loved her cats. She loved me. She stepped up for me, the more she appreciated me, the more she fell in love with me. She was a second mom. A couple of years later, we welcomed her first "Grandson". Looking back, what was once frustrating, when she'd show up at the house, or early visit to the hospital hoping that day was her day to meet him. She was the only one that came to my rescue at 19, with a brand new baby....scared..ohhh so scared. She was there. She'd wrap him up, rock him for hours. She set up a crib in her room. She filled her house with all things "baby". She was stoked. Anytime I'd call for a sitter, she'd pace by the door until I pulled up. She called him her "Lamb Chop". He referred to her as "Bom"..I think because he heard us call her Mom....She soon moved to Arizona when he was 5. We missed her. We talked and shared stories about her often. She then moved up to the Visalia area a few years ago. Continuing her sad lonely issue with alcohol. Surrounded by sisters that loved her dearly. She fought it. She had her little place. Her cats. The horses she'd visit and find peace in. She had more life to give. But she just didn't want to go on. We found out yesterday afternoon, while Kris was in school, he got a call from his uncle Gregory, that "Bom" was found in her apartment. The part that breaks our hearts, she was in there since Monday. Apparently had fallen and hit her head right out of bed. She loved her time alone. She loved her cats. She loved her family. She's gone. But to leave that way......makes me weep inside. Trying to answer questions to the kids.....looking at my favorite pictures of her this morning. Wondering why. She knows.
She loved the wide open country. She loved country music. She loved many things....
Her cats became her solace. Rest in peace "Bom". Thank you for all you gave me, Mike and Kris. You will be missed. You definitely left your imprint on many. Some wild, some funny, some crazy. You gave your Grandkids....the loves of your life, patience, hugs, yummy lunches...and many giggles......Until we meet again....Love you Bom. Dona Ruth Powell....one crazy girl.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Faith does work.....

My last post, was rather rushed, rather straight forward, kind of just giving the tid-bits of my weekend, and weeks past. What actually was going on...was way more. Realizing the strength I was born with, yet battling that strength each morning I woke up during the last few weeks. I have a full plate at times, and as most of you know, I have the "helium" arm. It tends to raise up when or where I can help. Especially true if it has anything to do with K & K...school or sports. I am there. I am willing to help. The last couple of weeks I climbed the mountain of woes, losing friends tragically, scary dental appointments (root canal-I'M PETRIFIED of shots...that's why it got to that level), a lump in my breast that was growing rapidly by the week, meanwhile during October Breast Cancer awareness month, it was poking at me left and right. Every commercial, every brochure or fundraiser. Each doctor appointment was scheduled to see this doctor, then radiology, back to the breastclinic...reschedule with a surgeon...etc...and so on and so forth...this went on during the 2 weeks of mourning, our annual "Run to the Sun Event", missing Kali's dress up for Homecoming....and of course my biggest hill...my job. I was literally dizzy at some point during the last week. Sunday night, after preparing an awesome ham dinner with all the sides, (both K & K praised my meal..which I love) I laid in my bed, and I prayed. I prayed to the God that things would work out. That I am strong, but need strength. I needed help. I needed what I give my kids, and that was encouragement. I had tears streaming down my cheeks. I woke up Monday very early as I do, headed to the kitchen for my lovely cup o' joe...and started my normal duties, of breakfast for Kali....the same each morning, her fav oatmeal topped with fresh fruit, blueberries and strawberries with organic pecans and toast..her famous yummy lunch...along with mine and Bill's...and we were off....out the door, with my chin held high, of course my kids would never know how I really felt....the long day of work, ortho appt's, tutoring...another dinner to prepare...etc. Knowing that Tuesday I was to head back to the breast clinic to find out what the plan of attack would be. I met, the most amazing doctor at Kaiser. Of course a female, took me under her wing, took me through the process of what could be done, showed me the ultrasound, confirmed by what we looked at (I do go back next month for another appt)...not to worry, she caressed my arm, and said, "Dear, don't worry, with age, these things happen, they change, your body will change...we will watch this...but don't worry..everything looks just normal and fine". I can't tell you the feeling as I stared in her eyes. So much behind me. It was like I needed these final words, I needed some compassion from a female doctor, so confident, so comforting. So I headed to my car, I called Bill, Kris and Kali sharing my happy news...and all the other things started to fall in place. I was driving home today, in the California autumn sunshine, music playing in my car, and of course, the tears started to flow. Tears that several of my worries, my sadness, my fears, have been lightened. Tears that having faith and praying does help me. I know this blog is long. For my guy followers, I probably lost you 10 sentences ago. And that's ok. For my ladies, and mama's out there, you know where I come from. You know these fears. The strength that we must have. I am a hard worker, a tenacious mommy. A juggler of all kinds..financials, employees, my own sweet peas at home...reminding them, hard work pays. School is a must. Being true to yourself and others... All along reminding myself, I can do this. I have Faith. I am thankful to my friends and my loving kids. And of course Bill, my rock. And the motto "This too shall pass" sure did, and I'm glad I weathered that storm.....
One sad note: Little bunny "Penny" as Kali called her, passed away with Kris in his room, cuddled on his bed in a blanket on Monday night. We fed her fruits, pellets, gave her love, she was a rescue from downtown LA. Kris purchased her to save her from the little boy on the corner toting her around in a box to sell for 15 bucks. He figured it would make Kali and I smile...and we'd figure out how to help her, or find her a good home....Monday morning she was very lazy. Very still, and quiet....I brought out the heating pad, the coziest blanket, advice that "tomorrow she'll be ok"...well, I soon walked into his room and she was limp. She had just passed. I took her from him, and covered her up. He cried. He was so sad, but we did what we thought was the best for her. Sad truth, that people walk the streets in LA with baby bunnies too young to leave their mommies....I told K & K she was sent to Heaven to be with Christy and Michele along with all the friends lost so tragically. I could still see her little nose and lips covered in berries...Until the next clouds pass...Cheers to today. One more day closer to Friday.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

We ran to the sun....2011- Rod's N' Relics...."Havasu Brew Crew"

Out of order picture....but I love it. He looks so peaceful. So handsome.

With such a long sad week behind and ahead of us, on Sunday night... I really pondered if leaving town was the right thing....Bill and I talked it over...we worked it out...that we would go up and do our annual show...and party...and celebrate with those friends that waited for us....those friends that stand by us, during the storms....and so we did. Early Wednesday morning....we were off...With 15 1/2 year old capable and a 22 year old able...we jetted off knowing they would do just fine....



We arrived Wednesday with of course things to do, errands to handle...and doors to prepare and open for all our friends....Sean brought his Nova up for her first year. Here they sit in our garage waiting to go play....







Thursday afternoon after discussing lunch...and our round up of friends, we decided on our "new" friends Wing's place around the corner...



I opted for one of these....



Super cool place...nice "flat-bottom boat" above the kitchen.....lol!




The pictures and accessories always catch my eye....




Happy Anniversary to us!








Look at all the pictures in the back......so cool!



Back on the road...to round up more friends....



This years Thursday night gathering was taken from McCulloch main street FUN area, and moved to the Shops of Havasu. One word. Sucked.









We headed over to Lance and Debbies....Nice sunset pic...




Lance's little orange blast.










On to the "Shops of Havasu"












Our fav restaurant in Havi...Cha Bones...known for theee....well "my" fav cocktail..."Chocolate covered Cherry Martini"...and of course fine dining....shared with our friends...



Woke up to this....yum. yum. yum. It's the little things...




Friday...show day....and a few of my favorite things....well..cars. This one above. Sexy. Enough said.



Romantic....



Glamorous.....



Ok. Laughter.



L.O.V.E. Family. They are everything.



Connie, Jaymee, Me and Carol.......The Turtle Girls...



Turtle dudes..and friends....



Who says you can't play in the water come October....Cathy and Lisa....such a beautiful day...











Meanwhile back at the show......lol















Jerry's bad ass Merc. Simply Beautiful. Did I say bad ass? Yes I did. lol




Ron and Trish Nova....



Friday night we host a party at our house....many people, many laughs, many memories....




Just a sample of the sunsets in the fall.....




Our yummy dinner...



And of course desert....Thank you Carol...Thank you Trisha...



Our buddy Jerry. His Merc looked so beautiful sitting out in front of our house....



As our party came to a close...Bill and I stayed in check to see everyone off...say our goodbye's...pack up what we could...to close up for an early rise...Our party ended at 11pm, Bill and I crawled into bed, and laid there reminicsing of the friends we gathered with again, the new neighbors we met...the friends of friends we met. Another year...of good times.....
Until we meet again Rod's & Relic's crew....shine up those beauties...they glorify our times together!



Last year I crossed my fingers I'd get the chance to capture the many many cars that sit in front of our house friday nights party...but the sun set.....the moment was fast...Bill caught a few in the early morning hour before we departed for home....



Good bye beauties. For now. We left Bill's truck in Havi for another time. I made arrangements to have our good friends, close up shop. It's those good friends that you can trust to do it the way we do. They took care of a few things as we bolted out early. We departed to get home and be changed by 1pm for Christy's Funeral. Sadness would soon follow...



I did come home to this sweetness. Oh my.....



Both cats actually just stare at her...and walk right along by. So sweet. I truly think they know she's a baby.....




You know the stare in an animals eye. They don't want to hurt her.




Last night was a happy moment to come home to my K & K....to be back home again, wrapping up a house the way mommies just do. So many tears had just been shed. But so much happiness to have the chance to sit and share many stories with Kris and Kali...when so many others aren't going to have that chance....Sunday morning early game in Redondo.



Finished with a Shut-out....3-0. Nice win. Beautiful goal by Kali too! What a way to end the weekend.....So proud.




Our tears will fall. Our souls will still mourn. We gathered yesterday to say our goodbye's to Christy. To hear the many stories, the many faces that she left an imprint on. Her 3 children. Her husband, parents, sisters, and Grandbaby. She's gone. Just like that. And we sat in awe...staring at the front of a church, adorned with flowers, pictures...and memories. We gathered after, for what sadly felt like a reunion of friends. Friends we shared drinks with, laughter, boating, good times in Havasu with. We will surround Paul and the kids with anything WE can to ease the sorrow that is drenched in their souls. Rest peacefully Christy. The world will miss you...beautiful girl. Beautiful mommy.