Thursday, June 13, 2013

That Summer Seemed To Last Forever

The title of this post was taken from the song Summer of '69 by Bryan Adams.     

     School is out! I really can't believe the year is over. I think I say this every year, but this year was a whirlwind! New school, new students, new adventures, and new learning experiences. I will cherish all the memories from this year, but I am beyond ready to make some amazing summer memories with my kiddos. I want to make the most of every moment we are out of school!

Aug. 2013
First day of school.
Sebastian - 7th Grade
Tyler - 5th Grade
Mason - 1st Grade

June 2013
Last Day of School
Sebastian - Upcoming 8th Grader
Tyler - Upcoming 6th Grader
Mason - Upcoming 2nd Grader

     Sebastian and Tyler passed all of their SOL's and all three kiddos made the A/B honor roll for the year. Mason even had the most Accelerated Reader points for his class. I'm so very proud of all of them. It's so hard to believe that Sebastian only has one more year of middle school left!
     This year was fun for me as well. I love the class I'm working in and I've learned so much. Every year I cry as I turn off my classroom lights and walk out for the summer. This year I cried as we got the kids on the bus. I love them so much. I don't really have time to dwell on how much I'll miss them because summer school starts Monday ;). I have the honor of working this summer and hopefully it will help me get prepared for school to start in the fall. I'm excited. So much to do and so little time to do it all in.
     On another note we found out last week that we are having a boy and his name will be Jaxon Alexander Mullineaux. Yes, I do recognize that there is an X in all three names :).  

Monday, June 10, 2013

The Screams All Sound The Same

   The title of this post was taken from the song Little Talks by Of Monsters and Men.

   There are moments when I can feel the flood of emotions coming. I try hard to squash it all and simply soldier on, but eventually it all catches up to me and I can't hold it in any longer. A tear or two escape as I find a quiet place to hide. This is my pain, my hurt, and my battle. I don't care to share it. I don't want anyone else to see. These are my private moments. I know I shouldn't allow myself to dwell. I have reasons to be happy and for the most part I am, but I will always have moments that I just can't run from.
   I found a blog post written by a widower and thought I would share his words. You can find the original post here. 

difficult company

I’ve tried, so far unsuccessfully, to find out who wrote this poem. Whoever did has done a brilliant job of capturing the ‘please always be there for me except for all the times I don’t want you to be’ need state of a grieving person. I trust the author won’t mind me reproducing it here but I’d love to add a credit if anyone knows who was behind it.
From my personal standpoint, this is for all the people I hope will check in on me but whose calls I ignore when they do. Believe me when I say that I love you all but grief’s a bitch like that.
Hold me close and go away
Please visit me and please don’t stay
Talk to me but please don’t speak
I need you NOW – come back next week.
Emotions muddled, needs unknown
To be with others or on my own?
To scream out loud? To rant and shout?
Or hide away and push you out?
I smile at you – “She’s not that bad”
I shout at you – “She’s going mad”
I speak to you – “What do I say?”
I show my tears – “Quick, walk away”
It’s not catching, the grief I feel
I can’t pretend that it’s not real
I carry on as best I know
But this pain inside just won’t go.
So true friends, please, accept the lot
I shout, I cry, I lose the plot
I don’t know what I need today
So hold me close and go away.


Saturday, June 1, 2013

I'm Not Givin' Up

    The title of this post was taken from the song All I Want Is Everything by Victoria Justice

      If I could design my dream house and money were not an object it would be a sprawling one floor home with wide doorways and a lot of open space. It would also have an elevator, if I had two floors, and be completely wheelchair accessible. Unfortunately, money is always an object. When I bought this house I did so knowing that it didn't have all the features I needed. This house is essentially three floors counting the basement, and counting that living space it's just over 3,000 square feet. That's a lot of space but it doesn't make it easy for my niece Mikayla to visit. You know Mikayla. I've written about her many times. Here is a video incase you want to see her in action. Seriously she is incredible go check her out!!! 

Mikayla is a phenomenal young lady who happens to have Cerebral Palsy. Anyway, this house does not meet all of her needs. The first thing we knew we needed to do was put in a wheelchair ramp. About a month ago Mandaly saw an online post in which someone was selling a decent size wheelchair ramp. We opted to buy it and reconfigure it to fit our home. It looked like an easy task but there were some challenges. Here is a picture of the beginning of our project.

John had to rip out the old stairs and begin the task of piecing things together. He worked so hard. On top of working in the incredible heat day after day, he also tried to maintain the housework while I was at work. There were many nights he would come to bed at 3:30 or 4 as I was getting up to start my day. This morning I got up at 5:15 just as John coming to bed. He had stayed up late working on the ramp and then made pizza dough and sauce for homemade pizza tonight. He then got up at 9:30 to begin the task of painting the ramp. Seriously could he be any more amazing? We did have several people come over to help paint today. A huge thank you to my brother Michael, my sister Mandaly, and our good friend Phil. You guys ROCK! With the exception of some touch ups on the paint we are done. Doesn't it look amazing!!!

I get emotional when I think about all the work that went into this and how much easier it will be to spend time with Mikayla. I love that girl as if she were my own.