Showing posts with label communion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label communion. Show all posts
Monday, May 24, 2010
Cara: That's life.
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I did enjoy my little one's Communion on Saturday. He was handsome in his suit. He was as close to perfectly behaved as a 7 year old boy can be. I don't usually refer to my children as perfect but I must say I was very proud of him. He was so excited to receive Communion and the fact that he was the FIRST one in the church to receive that day made it even better. (still competitive even when trying like heck to be holy!)
We had our party at home without the DJ, magicians, prizes etc. that sometimes come with Communion parties. I am not against them, really I'm not. I have had one or the other at the other Communion parties I have thrown. This time we opted for home. Pool was open, kids played wiffle ball and manhunt and lacrosse. Food was all homemade. Everyone ate like kings. We played CD's (burned by my partner in crime here, even though she was up to her ass in Don Quixote all week) and kids' entertained us with karaoke (another pal brought hers over for us to use!) It was an extreme amount of work and preparation, causing me angst and sweat (not to mention an eye twitch). Would I do it again? You bet. And I will. Probably again and again.
When a little boy says as you tuck him in..."this was one of the best days of my life...thanks Mom"... well what would you do? I know he gets the reason for the celebration and it means a lot to him. And reminds me it doesn't have to be the "end all - be all" celebration with all the bells and whistles. (and believe me I LOVE the bells and whistles) He could feel the love.
An adorable wise woman once said "In this life we cannot do great things. We can only do small things with great love." (~Mother Teresa) I think in this life those are the things we remember most.
At then end of the party we got sad news that Uncle Sal had passed away. And just like that celebration and joy turn to tears and sadness. That is life. This day will always be the day Jesus invited Michael to his table and the day he called Uncle Sal home. It all makes me realize how important these celebrations are. Some people think all the fuss is silly. I never do. I may complain (a bit) and question my sanity leading up to the day, but when it's done I never regret it. We all get caught up in the day to day. We need these times to come together and reconnect with our family and friends. We need to celebrate the milestones. We need to make memories and remember whens to reminisce and laugh about in the years to come.
So even though this weekend was a roller coaster of emotions, in the end I'm happy. I am happy my little boy had an awesome day. I am happy that Uncle Sal passed as I know in my heart, the way he wanted to. He went to work, came home, made his dinner, washed his plate, sat on his couch and passed away. I know he is with his beloved wife that he lost too soon so many years ago. Sad for us but happy for him now. And...well that's life.
We had our party at home without the DJ, magicians, prizes etc. that sometimes come with Communion parties. I am not against them, really I'm not. I have had one or the other at the other Communion parties I have thrown. This time we opted for home. Pool was open, kids played wiffle ball and manhunt and lacrosse. Food was all homemade. Everyone ate like kings. We played CD's (burned by my partner in crime here, even though she was up to her ass in Don Quixote all week) and kids' entertained us with karaoke (another pal brought hers over for us to use!) It was an extreme amount of work and preparation, causing me angst and sweat (not to mention an eye twitch). Would I do it again? You bet. And I will. Probably again and again.
When a little boy says as you tuck him in..."this was one of the best days of my life...thanks Mom"... well what would you do? I know he gets the reason for the celebration and it means a lot to him. And reminds me it doesn't have to be the "end all - be all" celebration with all the bells and whistles. (and believe me I LOVE the bells and whistles) He could feel the love.
An adorable wise woman once said "In this life we cannot do great things. We can only do small things with great love." (~Mother Teresa) I think in this life those are the things we remember most.
At then end of the party we got sad news that Uncle Sal had passed away. And just like that celebration and joy turn to tears and sadness. That is life. This day will always be the day Jesus invited Michael to his table and the day he called Uncle Sal home. It all makes me realize how important these celebrations are. Some people think all the fuss is silly. I never do. I may complain (a bit) and question my sanity leading up to the day, but when it's done I never regret it. We all get caught up in the day to day. We need these times to come together and reconnect with our family and friends. We need to celebrate the milestones. We need to make memories and remember whens to reminisce and laugh about in the years to come.
So even though this weekend was a roller coaster of emotions, in the end I'm happy. I am happy my little boy had an awesome day. I am happy that Uncle Sal passed as I know in my heart, the way he wanted to. He went to work, came home, made his dinner, washed his plate, sat on his couch and passed away. I know he is with his beloved wife that he lost too soon so many years ago. Sad for us but happy for him now. And...well that's life.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Cara: Freaky Friday II
I know another Freaky Friday. Last week it was prom, this week it's communion. The sheer fact that I have these two momentous occasions at the same time is freaky enough, never mind within a week. I am writing this on Thursday night since tomorrow is well, another Freaky Friday.
Nevertheless, cooked for 12 (yes 12) hours today with MIL and Mother. The day went along very smoothly. We all work well together. Probably helps that we have been doing parties together for about 19 years...you kinda get it all figured out.
I think my attractive twitch may be almost gone. Comes back now and again when I feel a stress surge coming on. Looks like it will be a great weekend and I am sure everything will come together. Things may not all go according to my master plan (oh and I have one...have you seen my FOLDER???) but no one will notice but me and I will just have to scream inside my head let it go.
I am looking forward to Mike's Communion Day. He is excited too. I am not going to panic because we have the FIRST PEW FRONT AND CENTER! I am planning on stapling his halo to his head so it's on straight. I would also like to crazy glue his hands in prayer but then he couldn't receive Communion.
I am planning on enjoying the day. Really.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Cara: Crazy
Gone Crazy..wanna come?
Now moving on...Communion mode...full speed ahead. Cleaning, cooking, pictures, rehearsal, company, guests teetering on 100. Yeah. Plus baseball, lacrosse, laundry, car pooling, homework, dinners etc, etc. etc.... (cue the King of Siam)
So unless I have an epiphany this week my posts will probably be short and grumbly. So bear with me. Send good thoughts that I don't end being called the Lady with the Twitch in her Eye when this is all over.
Peace out.
Jenn's two cents: In ten years Cara & I will be pro's at this whole prom thing so it should be a breeze! It will be here before we know it...I think I may start twitching too.
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