I know her as BB...

I've been with this lady since before birth.

I'm sure we sucked each other's thumb, kicked and scratched, blew bubbles, poked in the eyes, and no telling what else goes on in those 9 mths. I saw her before anyone on earth. We probably developed a language that only the other knows. I'm sure she pushed me out first; but that sounds so much more like something I would do.

I have 10 minutes on her so I've always been considered the oldest. Guess that took because I don't know about her, but I have always felt the constant need to watch over my sister. I could tell you some stories...fact, I am going to tell some.

BB, you about gave me a heart attack when you got in the car with those strange boys that said they were helping Dad at a house he was painting...off you went with that smile on your face and that wave like I was so silly insisting you not get in that car.

BB, why did you steal the Sunday School money and the bubble gum from Pass's 5 & 10? You got me in trouble when you came up beside me giggling; showing me what you stole. I can remember the shock even now as I took it to enjoy! We were chewing that gum that looked like oranges in our mouth trying to act like we didn't know what Mother was talking about. We...you get that?...WE had to go in and apologize to Mrs. Pass and pay for the gum. Mother made you give back the SS money too. At least I didn't get blamed for that.

BB, I tried to get you not to run out and flag down Larry Proffitt when he drove by our house. Off you went and even got in the car and off you went again. Me standing there wondering how I was going to cover this one with Mickey! Poor Mickey. Thanks to you, little sister, I got to be on the phone with him for hours when he had a gun in his hand demanding that I tell him where you were and were you with that Larry guy!! Yeah, right! I'm going to tell him.

BB, I loved chasing you around the yard with a worm to throw on you. HA-HA. You were so afraid of them. You would go screaming to Mother.

BB, can you remember I would pay you to let me roll your hair? There was something wrong with that picture but I didn't realize it at the time.

BB, can you remember me trying to help you study while you gazed out in the air at 'something'? I'd finally give up. You would help me study too.

BB, do you remember when we would sing on our swings as we flew up to the clouds? We sang like there was no tomorrow (in hopes our producer neighbor would 'discover' our talent and put us on TV) You always had such a pretty voice. I followed along trying to copy.

BB, remember when you said Jesus was nosey in Sunday School when the teacher told us he knew everything about us and was watching?

BB, remember when I brought my date with me to see you in the hospital? You had your first baby. I won't say what you did that took so long and over and over!!

Mother told us that she would find us sound asleep yet resting on one elbow looking and talking to each other from our twin beds.

I use to drive you crazy flipping my toes at night.

We would sing to the top of our voice "Mr Sandman" at night. I don't know who we thought would hear our great talent.

Remember that Christmas Eve we were trying our best to go to sleep so Santa wouldn't pass over the house. Well, we ran screaming out of the bedroom when a face appeared in the window with an elf hat on AND we heard the jinkle bells? Scared us to death!

There is so much more I could write and probably will one day. This is way too long for anyone outside our family to be interested. If so, sweet of you to indulge memory lane.

But I'm proud to say you are my sister, sissy girl BB. I'm glad I still feel like I'm looking over you; but you know what? I can remember many times when I don't know what I would have done if you had not been there.

I love you, BB.

Lindy Lou

Some are better...

Granted...some days are better than others. Today there is a heaviness.

We are on a roll trying to find that 'perfect' home for our Father. He falls in the category of needing constant 24 hour watch, but not sick. He has to have a place that is a lock down. He will find a way out. He reminds me of an ant. The least tiny opening, out he will go.

I admire his gumption, his determination, his kindness, his fight to survive, and his spunk. He is a gentle man and a gentleman.

I wonder what it is like in his mind. That he can't find himself must be a frightening experience, that I can't even go to. I picture him running around in his mind like a lost child seeking something familiar that will give him comfort. Grasping at any memory and trying to find it's place. How hard, how very hard.

He ask my sister if she was Lula? He ask if Lula had sent him away to this place? Lula is his deceased wife.

This chapter in our family is not a good chapter. I wonder what the ending will be. We are looking to God to bring about His plan for Dad. He knows the circumstances of each daughter. He knows Dad's financials. He knows and has gone ahead to prepare this path and will meet him there.

May we daughters have the ears to hear, the wisdom to know.

I ask for prayer.

I love you,

Mom/Meme/Linda

A little here, A little there...

Don't you love this pre-season of Fall? The hot days seem so out of place now. The pleasant evenings are not only enjoyable, but exciting. Makes me want to get all dressed up... but no where to go! LOL - Friday night dates have never lost their thrill.

I can remember Friday nights when I was a teenager like it was yesterday. Football games, dates or out with the girlfriends, spend the night with friends, and talk, talk, talk. I don't think there were any secrets. Alas...must we grow up?

Well, of course, on to bigger and better! Families of your own, the ups and downs of life, having enough life to look back on with 20/20 vision, maturity and all that wisdom we surely have gained...whether we pay attention to it or not.

Most of all, enough of life that we can see God's hand in our life directing us, preparing us. Looking back surely is 20/20 vision.

Isaiah 28:10

For it is [His prophets repeating over and over]: precept upon precept, precept upon precept, rule upon rule, rule upon rule; here a little, there a little.

A little here, a little there.... then we see better, we understand better, we love better, we know we are loved better, we know there is a reason, we know we don't have to know that reason, we cry better and laugh deeper. Life is intense and calm at the same time.

Don't you just love life?

Every time you think you might have it figured out...well, you know what I mean.

God -God -God- God- God -GOD- GOD- GOD- GOD

I AM, I AM, I AM, I AM, I AM, I AM, I AM, I AM

and HE IS

I love you,

Mom/Meme/Linda

Wed Update..

Addressing Meme/Patsi's comment:

I'm glad I sound that way, but you can imagine that it is not always a good time. But we are getting there slowly.

They had to concrete the kitchen floor yesterday to level it. I didn't know I had unlevel floors! Today they dug up a stopped up pipe that is suppose to be taking water from the downspout to the creek. Instead it was letting the water back into the crawlspace. We are finding a lot of things we can correct. Created monsters unknowingly with landscaping.

A sump pump will also go in crawlspace that can pump out a 50 gal trash can of water in less than a minute. We will go to an area that is the lowest, dig out a big hole, add rock, put the sump pump and it will automatically pump when water hits it. Yeah!!

Don't you love the way I say "we will"? I guess I should say "we will watch".

Hope all have had a good day and will have even a better evening.

Pictures tomorrow.

Love and blessings,

Mom/Meme/Linda