Saturday, January 29, 2011


We took this Sweetness to meet the doctor who has begun our journey in earnest.  All of us were impressed with the honesty of the doctor when he said that what is affecting our little guy is a mystery.  A huge battery of tests began Friday afternoon and more are already scheduled. 

Bright eyes followed all the doctor's movements and quick, little, chubby hands grabbed the shiny instrument used to test reflexes.  When asked if our little guy was always so happy, we could answer truthfully that his mood has been the one thing not affected by whatever he's battling.

We have no answers, but at least we have a doctor who listened, examined, and took our concerns as his own.  I feel hopeful, because once we receive a diagnosis, then we will know the monster that is attempting to steal our precious little boy.

Friday, January 21, 2011


This week my Heart took her son to his pediatrician and that "doctor" should be horse-whipped.  She made the little guy scream in pain and still didn't take his condition seriously.  No blood work, no x-rays, no Cat Scan, no MRI; nothing. 

Everything on our little Grandlove is physically regressing, except for his magical smile, his sharp little brain and his ability to make our hearts sing.

This coming week we go to a pediatric neurologist in a nearby large city, so maybe that will be the beginning of answers.  Can't get a direction for our journey until there's a diagnosis.  Nerves, sleep and emotions are all frayed. 

I keep praying for God's Will to be done and acceptance on our part. 

Tuesday, January 18, 2011


As we wait for further tests/evaluations on the Grandlove, I find myself researching the possibilities.  Let me just tell you that sometimes "ignorance is bliss."  My Heart and I know of someone who doesn't have a clue about the many serious causes that might be impacting our little guy and this person isn't nearly as worried/concerned as we are.  Not knowing an answer leaves a huge vacuum in my world and we all know that nature will not tolerate a void.  So, as I research the possibilities I am faced with very devastating possibilities.  Faith, friends and family keep us hopeful.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011


Today is the day of our new journey. Our sweet Grandlove will be visited by some people who will ask questions; answer questions; provide information and help us to begin the next phase of our journey.  I am a bit overwhelmed by the endless possibilities as the clock slows down.  Too many Internet searches have left me breathless in my anxiety.  Too many scary possible answers to all the questions we don't even know how to phrase.  All we know is that our precious baby is a wonder to us; his mere presence makes our hearts sing; his laughter stops our fears and his soft, tender touch reminds us of how fragile life truly is.  We are a team who is ready to be the loving support for this little guy.  His world will be challenging, but our team effort will be up for the task.  Keep us in your prayers as we go forward.

Saturday, January 8, 2011


A very dear lady told me the other day the way she gets through the uncertainities of life is by this simple motto:
"One day at a time and make it a masterpiece". 

So, I try to remember these words as life keeps challenging me.  I don't know what tomorrow will bring, but with the reassurance that I am not in this alone, helps to fortify me.

Friday, January 7, 2011


I am related to some famous people, or I guess I should state "infamous" since their reputations are a bit shady.  My great-great-grandma Bonney had firey-red hair, a temper to match, an aversion to bright lights and a relative with the same last name Bonney.  Well, I guess Billy the Kid was the usual moniker for him, but we all grew up with stories of our famous outlaw relative.  Now, even after all the years, he still hasn't been pardoned. 

Well, if being related to an outlaw wasn't strange enough, then we have another notable relative, Edgar Allan Poe.  So, I have outlaw and creative blood coursing through my veins.  Okay, so Mr. Poe also had a bit of mental disabilities, along with a tendency to self-medicate.  Well, who said being a genius didn't come at a high price?

So, for those who know me, here's the dirty truth:  My DNA requires me to be creative, a bit crazy at times and ready to accept any challenge, with guns blazing.

Thursday, January 6, 2011



This is the face of love.
This is the face of innocence. 
This is the face of all things possible.
This is the face of more questions than answers.
This is the face of acceptance.
This is the face of hope.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011


A short while ago, I traveled with some funny, bright friends in this snazzy vehicle.  We entertained ourselves by sharing memories of life in The Crossroads.  One story dovetailed into another.  Laughter was brought on by the realization that we hadn't realized how innocent of a time in which we lived.  Keys to houses were rare, drive-in movies were entertainment, newspapers were created by intelligent people, cars were made out of metal and people played as hard as they worked in those days. 

Spicing up the journey was great food and a few drawings for door prizes.  No one was lucky enough to win the El Camino Real; we will leave that to the local historian to "own."  However, there were other prizes that tied into the hot topics of The Crossroads. 

No one could think of Victoria without thinking of BOOTS, so naturally, a lucky winner walked away with a pair of Victoria themed boots.  It was noted that the official seal on the boots has the incorrect French flag, but what can you do?  That would mean that someone who designs seals for the city would actually know their history of the different flags of the countries. 
Another "hot topic" for The Crossroads is the future of a very large industry moving here to help boost our economy.  Well, let's just hope that the Cat factory does get built; tax money is put into the local pot; and jobs are plentiful.  In the meantime, some lucky guy was able to win a representation of the promise to our community.

We all had a great time and I would like to take this time to thank our generous host and hostesses for our journey.  Couldn't have asked for anything more.  Good conversations with intelligent people; yummy refreshments; beautifully decorated home; and enough humor sprinkled in to make the hours fly by all made this the highlight of the Holidays.  Thank you all for such a great time.