This is my second blog written to capture memories made with our grandchildren. The link to my first blog, "Meet Our Grandchildren," is listed below in the right hand column. Hope you have time to read some of it. Our journey to becoming grandparents has been full of adventure and much love.
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Kara and Zack's Winter Concert 2011
Kara and Zack had separate concerts, as Kara is in Elementary School and Zack is in Middle School. There are only so many pictures you can take; therefore, I decided to combine both concerts into one blog entry.
Kara, you looked absolutely gorgeous in your festive dress. And so grown up with your curly hair pulled to one side. The combined finale featuring third, fourth and fifth grade choruses singing "Peace On This Silent Night" was sung beautifully.
Zack, your concert featured the Middle School chorus and band. The chorus was great as it always is. The sixth grade band played first and sounded like all beginning bands. They put their all into their playing. It is wonderful how the talent musicians have increases with practice. I tapped my foot right along with your seventh and eighth grade band as you played "A Holly Jolly Christmas."
Next year we will only have one concert to attend. Both of you will be in Middle School. That will seem very strange. We better not get used to it. The following year Em will begin her concerts at Tamarac Elementary School!
know that I live on, vibrating to a different measure -- behind a thin veil you cannot see through. You will not see me, so you must have faith. I wait for the time when we can soar together again, -- both aware of each other.
Until then, live your life
to its fullest. And when you need me, just whisper my name in your heart . . . I will be there.
The above rainbow appeared over Amanda's garden shortly after her family planted it. Truly a sign our Special Angel Baby is watching over us.
I have been blessed with a wonderful husband, Ken, two amazing daughters, Kristen and Michelle, their husbands, Corey and Don, and five grandchildren who have touched my heart in more ways than I can ever verbalize. My fondest memories are of my Dad spending precious time with my daughters telling stories of times gone by, building forts in his living room, eating corn toasties dripping with butter. The list goes on and on. My daughters recount these memories of Grampa Harpy to their children. This blog is my endeavor to recount special times shared and many memories made with my very special grandchildren. It is my hope they will share them with others as the years go by.