This time of year always evokes memories of my grandma, and her selfless giving. My grandma carried Christmas in her heart every day of the year. Whether a neighbor in need of a meal, a friend in need of encouragement, or a lonely elderly man or woman in need of friendship, my grandma was there to lend a hand. I miss her and continue to be inspired by the way she led her life. I saw Jesus in her, and pray that in my own life others will see Him in me as well. Thank you grandma...I love you!
Happy New Year!
Susan
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
It's snowing!
It's snowing! The first snow of the season, and it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas here in South Parker-town! We now have about 4-5 inches, as we always get more than most of the state. A great morning to enjoy hot tea and banana bread!
I was reading a moms blog I recently discovered, and as it is a blog for moms of boys, her stories made me laugh out loud. A few of her entires evoked memories of days gone by with our two(now grown) boys. Every minute of every day cram-packed full with sports, school activities, and unexpected interruptions...I loved it!
Our youngest son, Zach, is now attending the Colorado Film school and is living at home. It's been so gratifying to see his talents and skills in cinematography gaining recognition, and although he just turned twenty-two(when did that happen?!) the little Zach still shines through, especially now that Christmas is approaching. He has always been our Kevin from Home Alone, and still shows such excitement when I begin to decorate the house (inside and out) every November! His powers of observation are very astute, and if I've forgotten to pull-out some decoration or item, he's quick to remind me....I thank God that some things never change!
I was reading a moms blog I recently discovered, and as it is a blog for moms of boys, her stories made me laugh out loud. A few of her entires evoked memories of days gone by with our two(now grown) boys. Every minute of every day cram-packed full with sports, school activities, and unexpected interruptions...I loved it!
Our youngest son, Zach, is now attending the Colorado Film school and is living at home. It's been so gratifying to see his talents and skills in cinematography gaining recognition, and although he just turned twenty-two(when did that happen?!) the little Zach still shines through, especially now that Christmas is approaching. He has always been our Kevin from Home Alone, and still shows such excitement when I begin to decorate the house (inside and out) every November! His powers of observation are very astute, and if I've forgotten to pull-out some decoration or item, he's quick to remind me....I thank God that some things never change!
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Cruisin' with Susan...
If I had a v.w. bus, this would be it! We could all go cruisin' together , play 60's rock and roll, and stop by Dairy Queen for a medium twist cone! Sometimes in this hectic-paced world, I find myself yearning for simpler days; before the internet, before text messaging and black berries...you know back to the days when people actually called each other, or wait for it....actually talked face to face! "I'll meet ya' on the corner in ten minutes...and we'll talk."
Too many distractions to real communication.....I miss the human voice.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
I'm a blogger!
Hey You Guys!
I have a blog... I blog! I'm a blogger!(see Bill Murray movie, What About Bob?)
I'll do my best to post "Suz's News" bi-monthly, and speaking of news---my children's book is here! The Pickle Man: Dreaming of the Majors has been released by Strategic Publishing in New York, and will available on my website at: www.susanseeberholloran.com as of November 1st. You can get more info on the book, events, contact info, etc. there, so please check it out!!
Don't you just love the fall in Colorado? The air smells like football, and the leaves in my backyard remind me of a Charlie Brown movie. I'd love to hear from you....really!
Yep...Still crazy after all these years...
Susan