sailing.

Strolling into another phase

Ok maybe because I just celebrated another one of those getting older days, or maybe it's just that time of year, but I have been doing some reflecting and projecting.  I have come to the conclusion that my past is my past, it is what it is. But my future, ahhh well now that is a different story.  I'm going to walk down that path with the ones I love, wrapping my arms around all that is in store for me.  Join me won't you

happy.

"My life with this nut case family is a living nightmare!!!!!"

Take a wild guess who might be saying that to herself at that very minute.  Clue: she's wearing a white Tshirt and her tongue is no where to be seen.

We had to put the fun back on the shelf.

At least for now we have to grab our big girl cup and be an adult.  For now, until the fun comes over to stay again.

morning fog.

texture.

Birthday Celebration

Don't you want to celebrate the day you were put on this earth? Rachel asked.  No, not really I said,  I had no choice in that day.  The day I would celebrate, if I celebrated any occasion at all, is the day I really started living my life.  That's the day that my dark skies turned blue.  That's when the sun came into my life and I will never forget it because my life changed forever.  Do I still have dark clouds and grey skies?  You bet I do, but the thing I have come to realize is that the sun is stronger that any cloud and it will always shine its light through them.  Because of that I can have hope and peace.  And  that is worth celebrating.

buddyroo's cheerleader.

Emma's first day of pre school.

Ok I guess I don't get the Nani of the year award.  Emma's first day of pre-school and who forgets her camera and has to use her iPhone(yuck jpegs)?   You guessed it-the Nani.  What is that all about, we live for that kind of stuff?    Well Emma, I will get your first day of School picture on maybe the 4th ot 5th day, but ssshhhh we won't tell anyone it wasn't your 1st.

bike race.

night light.

garden tomato & basil cream soup.

Sisters, our babies are having babies.

As crazy as this was to imagine it has been oh so wonderful living it.  You are going to love being a Nani.  It's amazing!

three.

You learn to appreciate things that have an expiration date.

They are getting tired I have noticed.  It's getting to be about that time.  I am going to take pleasure in them until they are here no more.

tomato, squash and eggplant tian.

http://www.nytimes.com/2012/08/16/health/nutrition/tomato-squash-and-eggplant-tian-recipes-for-health.html?_r=1

will pose for mini marshmallows :)

My neighbor, my gardening guru, my go to girl...

but the greatest privlege, my friend.

oh the view!

country road.

These are some hard times...

even the bats are feeling the pain

into the light.

dark skies.

Uh-Oh someone is getting the back turn.

I'm wondering what HE did, to make HER mad enough, to turn HER back on him.  They just never get it do they?

Well hello my little one.

Those eyes make me melt like an ice cream cone on a 95 degree day.

no trespassing.

seats are attached - next step is varnishing.

Poof your a goon!!

One of my favorite perks of being Emma's Nani, is to see her imagination in action.  

darn good.

kisses for woody.

little tiny house.

loves to shop.

Trust and Faith

                 

You have to have it to do amazing things.

                        -For Liz-

farmers market.

room with a view.

high school.

GC Tigers until 1973

Onward Tigers onward Tigers
beckon to our call,
we are here to cheer the team
thats going to win them all rah rah rah
fight with spirit, fight with might
we'll never let you down,
with the Tigers on your team, you can't go wrong.

How can I remember that and not where I put my keys an hour ago?

playground.

St. Raphael Rebels

8 years of Catholic School, 8 years of hearing, " why can't you be more like your sisters".  At least Gene didn't have such a hard act to follow, all he kept hearing was "I hope you're not like your sister".  You can thank me at any time, Gene.

sunday morning.

The builders built a house,

dad and mom built a home.

1967 & 2012

23 years of memories

The memories compliments of two good parents who loved each other and did the best they could with the lives of the six kids given to them.  We are the Gorczycza's and this was the backdrop of our story.

corner of my youth.

 it was a big deal when i was finally

old enough to ride my bike down to the corner of our street.

daydreamer.

pyramid.