Just Seems Fitting~

Woke up at 2am with this song in my head~

Making your way in the world today takes everything you've got.
Taking a break from all your worries, sure would help a lot.

Wouldn't you like to get away?

Sometimes you want to go

Where everybody knows your name,
and they're always glad you came.
You wanna be where you can see,
our troubles are all the same
You wanna be where everybody knows
Your name.

You wanna go where people know,
people are all the same,
You wanna go where everybody knows
your name.

The Bucklin Boys~

I like the sound of that, "The Bucklin Boys".

I never knew them but as I sat amongst their family today I was intensely aware of just how special each of them were, are, will always be. I do know their Grandma Karen. She is brave and strong, and in shock.

Luke Bucklin, his 14 years old twin boys, Nate & Nick, and 12 year old son Noah died in a plane crash on Oct 25 in Wyoming as they were returning from a family vacation. They were found one week later, and were returned home ~ to those that loved them. They are survived by Mom, Michelle, Sisters, Sarah & Sami, and little brother, Oliver, 5 years old.

They came amidst a heavy snowfall, our first this year, to say good-bye. Arm in arm, holding hands, tears, many tears, children, grandparents, moms and dads, throngs of children. Friends of Nick, Nate & Noah. Their innocent faces bespoke of a tragedy incomprehensible to them. The loss of 3 friends, and a dad, unparallelled to our big, grown-up understanding of grief.

"Little toy trucks, little toy trains"....their mother sang them to heaven. "Now I lay me down to sleep", mouthed by young, fresh faces, untouched by this kind of loss, as it was sung repeatedly within a song.

Thousands of blue and white balloons guided the "Bucklin Boys" on their way, with a backdrop of fresh, pure white snow. I watched my own balloon travel free and high ~ as I said good-bye.

Deep love and prayers~

Hope Ongoing

While watching the "Biggest Loser" tonight one of the contestants thanked Bob and said, "I get it, I feel like I have one hand on the wheel, and the other reaching toward it." It brought to mind a person I worked with recently who said, I almost had it, I know I did, I felt different, I let you down. Isn't it the feeling a little bit different, a shift of some kind that gives us hope, the courage to change, to shift, to become. I passed this person as he sat down to eat lunch, he put his hands together in prayer for the food he was about to receive. I paused and watched him. I think he's got it, one hand on the wheel, the other hand reaching. Thank you for the lesson, a shift, as I now too, put my hands together. God bless you D~

MedPage Today Article-Chilean Miners

I responded to the question of "Will the Chilean Miners Have Long Term Effects from their experience." I saw Yes, as did about 75% of voters. I then wrote the below article and it was accepted to be published. I was thoughtful in my writing and amongst others far more credentialed and knowledgable but all thoughtful and caring~

CLJ, Alcohol & Drug Counselor- Oct 19, 2010
Our 33 miners will face struggles that are not insurmountable. The psychological help they get ongoing, will only be as good as their therapist and her relationship to him. These men have had an extraordinary experience, under extraordinary conditions. They may feel isolated due to their experience. It was a group of 33 so that can be powerful. The physical ramifications may not exceed what the miners were exposed to on a daily basis while working, only time will tell. Let's not forget the rescuers and the intense pressure they must have felt to be successful in their attempt to save 33 lives. They encompass many milieu and may have significant after effects as well. What an exceptional outcome, one the world shared with fear, trepidation, and finally JOY~ Thank you to all who participated for the benefit of the whole~ Cynthia

HAPPY 30TH BIRTHDAY
TO MY BABY GIRL
~
I LOVE YOU MISS KATE
MUMMY
xoxo

Grand Baby!

Welcome to the World Little Hayden Scott~

I spent two very special weeks with your Mommy & Daddy waiting for you to come to meet us. I was asked to be the "co-coach" at your birth AND what an honor for me! We all found it hard for me to remain at home in Minnesota until the call came that you were ready...so, I came two weeks early, just to be sure :) Your Mommy and I had many happy days together, waiting. That was very special too. And come you did, as Poppie was driving across the country to meet you. It was the most special of all moments. I will always remember the exact second of your birth, your Mommy, Daddy, and I welcoming you with tears and yelps of joy!! What a precious little boy you are. I knew I was about to have an incredible life changing moment and I surely did. I will tell you more as time goes on but for now this note is just about you joining us, entering the world, and the joy you have brought to me and your Poppie. We love you precious little one~

Star light, Star Bright, Grammie

ANNOUNCING THE BIRTH

OF

OUR PRECIOUS LITTLE GRANDSON

Hayden Scott Duncan

September 21, 2010 ~ 7:48 am

5lbs ~ 6 oz

18.5 inches

solid gold

PROUD GRAMMIE & POPPIE

Proud parents, Katie & Ryan

And he came with a burst of starlight and swirls,

ribbons and bows and sweet baby toes,
such sweet baby fingers, and a tiny button nose~

~No greater gift than love~
oh how we love him, and his

mommy and daddy too!