SRKindredSpirits

  Christmas looks different for our family this year.... it's our first Christmas without Stephen's Grandpa Chuck and my Dad. No more playing games and talking/laughing with siblings and in-laws. No more taffy pulls, Christmas caroling or cookie making....   My hubby, kids, and I are gonna make new memories and have a wonderful joy filled Christmas! We will start new traditions, and enjoy Christmas with people who love and care for us! Is it sad? Yes. Do I wish it could be different? Yes.   Sometimes the truth hurts, but it's still the truth. So yes, Christmas will definitely be different now that Dad is gone. He  wasn't very big on Christmas, or gifts anyway.... it just wasn't his thing.. . but I'll still miss it. Most of all, I'll miss him. And it makes me wonder.... 🎵 -  https://youtu.be/cBtZY633AjI  - 🎵  … Is the snow falling down on the streets of gold Are the mansions all covered in white Are you singing with angels silent night I wonder.....  what

I drive for Ford, as a dealership driver. I do dealer trades (my favorite), dealer buys, lease returns, pick up auction cars, and deliver cars to their new owners..... sometimes we even go straight to the Ford plant and pick them up as they come off the assembly line. We drive all over.... mainly in Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, Kentucky, and Michigan. But sometimes as far as Pennsylvania, West Virginia, Missouri, Iowa, and Florida... Sometimes I drive one way with another driver.  (My favorite driving partner is Joe. We have gotten to be best friends over the years, and have a great time together.) Sometimes, its just me by myself for the whole trip. I absolutely love driving! Driving is exciting. I love the adventure of where the road might take me. Of not knowing how my day will go. I love seeing the beautiful landscape and the sunsets. I love the quiet solitude of being in the car alone with my thoughts. I love driving on wide open interstates, in congested traffic lanes, and on narrow

  I decided it was about time to show you all some more of my cakes.... I have a love- hate relationship with making/decorating cakes. I think its fun and absolutely love trying to make exactly what the kids or I want to make.... only problem is they never turn out nearly as good as the image in my head and I hate that.... I know some would turn out better if I'd use fondant or gum paste instead of butter cream, but I don't like using fondant (I've tried a couple times), I don't like the taste of it, so I use butter cream for all my cakes... it makes them taste better... especially since I use my a perfect secret frosting recipe! My dad passed away 3 weeks before Wyatt's birthday and left his little Kubota B6000 tractor in his will to Wyatt. You can read more about it here... This cake had a camouflaged interior... Barbie cake for an 7 yr. old - every layer of cake was a different color - purple, pink, blue and green inside. My daughter's graduation cake  - simp

Happy Heavenly Father's Day, Dad! I know you were never big on holidays, hugs, and all the mushy stuff... neither am I, but I'm laying in bed wide awake, with thoughts running through my mind, so here goes.... I sure wouldn't wish you back from heaven, but I miss you more then I ever thought I would. I heard this song on the radio the other day, driving home from Cleveland for work, and I couldn't help but think of you... "Better Off There" -by The Browns  Its no secret that we weren't close before you got sick, but those last five to six months, we had some of the best talks and the time spent, just me and you, gave me some of the best memories of us together!  I loved the fact that you kept your humor... Our trip to the Nurology center in Middletown (you getting your way with the truck, getting lost, eating corn chips and cold lunch meat sandwiches, and shoping at Walmart), and driving home from the hospital (even though you kept saying I was driving sou

My husband listens to Jarrin Jackson on YouTube , and the other day I overheard this statement:  "Neutrality is a myth....."  It stopped me dead in my tracks. What a dynamic and profound statement spoken in truth.  This saying has been playing over and over in my head since then and has been a main subject of my hubby and my conversations. Let me say it again... "Neutrality is a myth." You see, when some of my siblings and mom was fighting over my dads care and who dad chose to be his Medical POA, there were a few siblings who would say that they were 'neutral' ...that they were not picking a side, which ultimately made matters worse, because they would not stand up for what was right or truth.  "There is no such thing as neutral. There is no position, no placeholder, that doesn't carry with it some subjectivity based on our experiences in the world." My hubby and I have always believed that life is black and white. There is always two sides a