Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Grandpa



My grandpa died a couple of months ago, just before Thanksgiving. He died of a heart attack. He was a wonderful man and I will always remember him as the kindest, most generous person I have ever known. I don't think he ever said an unkind word about anyone.

I wrote about our experience traveling for the funeral in "Mad About Multiples," the blog for Gemini Crickets, our parents of multiples club. I hope to write more for them in the future.

I took the boys to the funeral and Dave stayed behind at home to take care of a few urgent household matters. With last minute booking, it took two flights to get there and two flights to get back. It was just me and 2 two-year-old boys. The boys were amazing through all the flights! I felt so empowered!


My grandpa was a twin. His twin brother was affectionately referred to as "Uncle Papa" by my mother, aunts, and uncles, and "Uncle Grandpa" to many of my cousins and me. He once ran for Justice of the Peace and I recall going door to door to campaign when I was quite young (I think about 12?).

He worked hard all of his life. He didn't want to stop. He was a CPA and a very good one. He was also in the military during WWII. I love reading the letters he wrote to my grandma when he was away, and the notes he wrote to my mother when she was a baby.


He and Uncle Grandpa entertained us all with their singing. A family favorite is the way Grandpa and Uncle Grandpa sung "Jingle Bells" as "Dee Do Bah." Grandpa was in many choirs through the years. He collapsed at a rehearsal with one of them. I most remember his performances with the Utah Chorale, Swanee Singers, and the Utah Symphony Chorus. One of my favorite Christmas traditions was to attend the Messiah Sing-in at Symphony Hall when Grandpa's chorus was performing.

He is missed.

Friday, January 7, 2011

The Big 4-0

Well, it's official, I'm now part of the over-40 crew. Wow! I've lived this long. That makes me happy and I hope to live another 40. Wow! This seems like a big number to me and it's always been one of those things I always saw on the horizon, but never really thought about it actually happening. Wow! I'm 40!

Am I grown up, yet? I don't feel it. I just feel like me and like I still have a lot of growing to do, a lot of dreams to accomplish, and more dreams to create.

Having a birthday just 2 weeks after Christmas isn't that great. I don't mean to complain about the fates in this issue. We all have birthdays. They are special and yet, not so much. People often make a big deal out of them but in my history, my birthday has shown itself to be ominous. It's often forgotten by those that are closest to me, not out of neglect or lack of love, but out of holiday and winter fatigue. Further, it falls during a time of year when sad things happen.

My brother's best friend died on my 18th birthday. I was dumped on my 26th. I was grieving the loss of my mother-in-law on my 33rd. I attended my uncle's funeral on my 35th, just days after attending my niece's. I always get more nervous than excited this time of year. Yet, each year I get a little hopeful that this birthday will be celebrated with great joy.

This year, many friends have expressed interest in celebrating but nothing has been planned. I think we're all just too tired. Once again, victims of the holiday/winter fatigue. And yet, of all the birthdays this is the one that should pass with a remarkable event. I'm turning 40 and on a Friday of all days! But, nothing.

In another way, I am very fortunate to have a birthday fall so soon after the new year. It gives me an extra week to formulate resolutions. I sort of see my birthday as my real New Year and I seldom pass New Year's Day with quite the hope and inspiration as I do when I pass January 7th. This year I am inspired to start a few new blogs. I'm trying to get Dave to work out the hosting of the others, but the one being launched today is my 365 photo project. The idea is to take daily photos of what makes my life special and unique and select one photograph each day. I'll be putting my photos on another blog here, http://lizzybo365.blogspot.com. Putting them in electronic format on a blog is much more to my style. I'm not much into scrapbooking. One of my current guilts and regrets is that I haven't done baby books for the boys.

What makes my life unique and special? You probably realize by now that most of my photos may be of the boys. They make me incredibly happy. I've been on cloud-9 since they were born. Dave also makes my life unique and special. He's a wonderful devoted husband. My cat, Tempest, also fills my heart with warm fuzzies. I'm a very blessed woman and I realize it every day. Sharing photos of these blessings will be fun. I hope you all enjoy the project as much as I know I'll enjoy doing it.

Saturday, January 1, 2011

1/1/11

It's an ominous day today. I love dates with fun numbers, especially when they line up with fun times of the day like 1:11 and 11:11. We should have had a party. Maybe on 11/11/11 we can - for my brother Richard's birthday.

We practiced some potty training today. Ronan did a great job at it and William is gaining interest. I feel a little bad, however, giving Ronan a reward for making it to the potty and not William. I give Ronan a sticker for his good efforts and William comes and asks if he can have a sticker, too. I'm such a softy.

The boys are progressing more and more into the English language and are showing signs of abandoning their twin speak. I'll miss the twin speak. It's fun, even though the speech therapist recommended against encouraging it. Their pediatrician, however, said that twin speak counts, though she is also a mother of twins.

My favorite twin words are apa (water), agga (alligator or dinosaur), bah (hold me), and ahnoo (flashlight). Lately William has started referring to some Thomas episodes as "choo choo broken" and those are his favorites, though I don't know what that means. I keep putting on the wrong episodes and he complains that they aren't "choo choo broken." We'll figure it out at some point.

For Christmas Dave gave me a Kindle. I love it! It can hold all the books I like to keep handy for reference as well as the book(s) I'm currently reading and those I want to read. It's so fun! It is due to him and Ashley that I am not getting much sleep lately. Dave gave me the Kindle and Ashley recommended the "Girl with the Dragon Tattoo" series. I'm hooked! Now I am inspired to finish some of the things I'm writing and get them published on Kindle. Even though I have that sense of trepidation from this time of year, I'm also filled with inspiration, hope, and excitement for the future. 2011 can be amazing. Let's work to make it so!