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Things are crazy...let's see...
since I've updated, we've had Kenny's 16th birthday.
And sweet he is!!

And homecoming week,
with all its festivities...including all those crazy dress up days. Here's Zach, looking like Duran Duran (or maybe Kevin Bacon?)for 80s day. Dave always dressed up for homecoming in the craziest ways and we have a great stash of vintage clothes. We tried to get Kenny to dress like a hippie, but he decided his football shirt was vintage enough for him!

And both boys went to the Homecoming Dance...WOW!


OR 8?


Yeah, I thought you could.
PS. Tell me those are NOT white socks, Eric!

Kate's been busy with dance and cousins and friends and helping her mom with home improvement projects. She's been peeling back vinyl flooring and pulling nails and working hard.

And of course, there's always time to love on Duke a little.

Life is full, life is busy.
Life goes on.
We learn to live this new life.
We even find joy in it.
It's not the same.
It's not as good.
It never will be again.
But it's what we have,
for now.
And for now,
until the promised reunion we so long for,
we choose to embrace it.
And each other.
To make the most of what is left to us,
even when it hurts.
Maybe especially when it hurts.
Because that's what Dave taught us.

"I loved the boy with the utmost love of which my soul is capable and he is taken from me – yet in the agony of my spirit in surrendering such a treasure, I feel a thousand times richer than if I had never possessed it."
William Wadsworth - 1812


  1. Kenny looks so much like Dave.

    Wishing him a happy, happy birthday.

  2. My friend
    It seems as busy as ever at your house. Left off another ink cartridge for you. Saw you have been ill and Terri says the kids were sick too! Wishing you better health in the days to come. I agree Kenny does look like Dave; of course you can see Dave shinning through in all three. Life certainly does go on if we want it to or not so . . . I am glad you are finding some happiness and good times to mix with the sad times. Love to you.

  3. What a handsome group. The kids can sure grow up when you put them in Home Comming clothes. Footloose is one of my favorite movies. I put it on just to listen to the music. Now I can click on to your site and hear it.
    Hope you all feeling better soon. Happy Birthday Kenny

  4. That was awesome Michelle....What a treasure

    Judi Robinson

  5. It's good Chelle, it's good. It's good enuf and maybe even better. Homecoming, birthdays, football, smiles...I'm glad to hear the smile in your voice. It's good my friend. This life can be good. You are choosing to make it good. Good for you !

    Sending you love,

  6. God Bless you all.


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