Wow, I suck at the upkeep of a blog. So much has happened the last few weeks! Everything from pet peacocks to more mourning over the tornado.
Where do I start? Well, for one thing, my mom is getting married! True, they haven’t been together too long, but in my mothers words, “When you know, you just know.” I love seeing her so happy, and I am so excited for her! She even asked me to sign their marriage certificate, which means so much to me! She also may have me standing up there with her. What an honor : )
Gary (step dad to be) has several acres, and apparently they have been accruing quite the farm. So far they have welcomed a cat, some deer, a dog, bunnies, and most recently a PEACOCK! That’s right, folks. A peacock showed up put of nowhere. She is feeding it so it sticks around : ) I told her it was a very Swiss Family Robinson thing to do!
Joe and I went to Movie in the Park on Friday, but when we got there we learned that we were told the wrong night! So sad……But it was an amazingly beautiful little park! It was full of flowers and trees, and little ponds with bridges. We walked around for awhile and watched the ducks. It was very romantic!
We ended up going to see Green Lantern, which was good, but not quite the atmosphere I was going for. Saturday night we watched some movies and then went for a walk around the neighborhood. We went down to this convenience store got ice cream, and then strolled through the fish hatchery!
We are going to go to a carnival this weekend and then watch the fireworks! We are both poor, so we like to find free things to do. I look forward to just walking around and people watching. Don’t worry Wichita
Sunday was Father’s Day. Shout out to my Dad! But something happened at Church that Day that I don’t think I will forget anytime soon. They asked all of the fathers to stand up and the kids were bringing around little rocks that said “Dad’s rock!” Joe and I were sitting in the balcony with our friend Leah, when I spotted someone out of the corner of my eye. He was standing off to the side waiting for his Dad’s Rock rock. He had stood up carefully out of a wheelchair, his leg in a walking cast, and his hand all bandaged up. There were some stitches on his head, and it only took me a split second to see who it was. Mark Norton.
*For those of you who don’t know, Mark is a great man who I used to work with at Keller Williams. He is so kind and warm. He was in the car with his son, Will when the tornado hit. He tried to cling to his son as the tornado sucked him out of the sunroof. About a week later, they found Will’s body in a local pond.
I watched as Mark received his rock, and made his way back into his wheelchair. Throughout the rest of the service, I sat quietly in my hiding spot in the balcony, watching Mark. Yes, he still has a living daughter, but I will never understand the strength of this man. How do you get up, go out in public, and celebrate Father’s Day, mere weeks after losing your oldest son? He clearly has a Faith that we can all learn from.
He sat throughout the service, occasionally bringing a tissue up to wipe his face. I think I was crying more than him. He has every right to lay in bed for months and be crippled with emotions. What an inspiration to see him out, celebrating his son and our Father, the way that Will would have wanted him too!
