Monday, September 23, 2013

Gratitude Journal #205

Today, I am grateful for fall weather, for furry dogs, and warm blankets.

Today, I am grateful for pumpkin spice lattes.

Today, I am grateful for good books and good friends.

Today, I am grateful for Jack's amazing experience at Camp Kern and all the people who made it so.

Today, I am grateful for getting some decorating finished in my house.

What are you grateful for today?

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Gratitude Journal #204

Today, I am grateful for the whole Ironman experience...for spending time with Angela and Mike and, of course, my honey; for visiting with Nicole; for good food; for safe travel; for two finishers; for my mom who took good care of her grandsons. Good times.

Today, I am grateful for rest and recovery. Ironman sort of burned me out, and I didn't even do the race. George is already talking about doing another race (not Ironman!) in October. I just want to get caught up on phone calls and housework. And I am.

Today, I am grateful for rest and recovery of loved ones who are having health issues.

Today, I am grateful for Camp Kern's fifth-grade program. That's where Jack is for a few days, on his first overnight away from family. He's doing just fine, and so am I.

Today, I am grateful for kids who accept kids who are different.

Today, I am grateful for Nick's great start in show choir. And his new haircut. Boy looked pretty shaggy there for a while! I'm also grateful for our conversation on the drive to the barber. Nick is growing up into a smart, insightful young man.

Today, I am grateful for positive attitudes and perspectives.

What are you grateful for today?

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Video of IM Moo


George found a really nice video of this year's Ironman Wisconsin. Enjoy!

9/11

For those of us in the United States, the digits 9-1-1 are literally a call for help. To reach Emergency Services, we dial 911 on our phones and are connected to a specially trained operator who gets us the emergency help we need...an ambulance, fire truck, police.

Add a slash to those numbers, and their meaning changes. 9/11 signifies the date on which three thousand people died when terrorists flew airplanes into the World Trade Center in New York City, the Pentagon in Washington, and a field in Pennsylvania.

It's the date we in America remember all too clearly because we were sending 911 calls of prayer heavenward as 911 phone calls went to the emergency operators. Emergency services responded to the calls, and then so many first responders lost their lives when the towers collapsed. It was horrible to watch on television, and I can only imagine how those who saw it happen in front of them felt.

Today, on the anniversary of that horrible day, we remember those lives lost, the mothers and fathers and grandmothers and grandfathers and brothers and sisters and sons and daughters and husbands and wives and aunts and uncles and cousins and friends who died because of hate.

We remember that day of helplessness and hurting. And we remember how we came together in the days following. We remember the international support we received. We remember the help and healing and love.

But today, mostly, we remember the loss. And our hearts break all over again.

God's grace, peace, and comfort to all who suffered personal tragedy that day. Please know that we remember and lift you up and cry with you.

Monday, September 9, 2013

Mike

...finished as well!!!! Yes, both of them ARE IRONMEN!!!!!

Sunday, September 8, 2013

George

...is finished.



Looks a little crazy, doesn't he?

We're getting him cleaned up and heading out to cheer Mike on his expected finish shortly.

I'll give a short report when Mike is finished, and a final, more detailed, race report will come after we get home and unpacked. But I want to thank all of you for your support and encouragement and prayers. He FINISHED Ironman #4!

Two Down, One to Go

Both George and Mike are off their bikes and on the run.

George around 3:00

Mike running well at 4:15

Both the male and female winners are finished, and we're seeing some guys with finisher medals walking around. We're also seeing people without finisher medals lying on benches...and one woman in the back of an ambulance as the medics closed the doors.

I need tissues. To see people work so hard, give so much, and still not have enough...it breaks my heart. They are crazy, but I can't help but pull for them all to finish, for them all to have Mike Reilly call their names. It's just awful how that doesn't happen.

Let's hope and pray George and Mike have enough today. 26.2 more miles...one mile at a time.