A week in the life...

^jeff and brods were playing.

^here is Brody on Monday.
Hi all. So this past week was pretty eventful. Last Monday, Brody went to the doctors for a little weez he had in his throat. Well, his lungs were perfect but we found he had a double ear infection. So he was prescribed some medicine to fix that. Three days later, he went back to the doctor's for his year old check up. He had lost over a pound and a half in those three days due to his not eating. He refused to eat much because he wasn't feeling well. Brody is 30 inches tall and 20 pounds. He is in the 50th percentile for his height and is only in the 10th percentile for his weight. With Jeff being on the small side we figured Brods would end up being the same. It's okay I prefer a tiny kid over a big one. Last Friday he seemed to be feeling a little bit more like himself. He started eating like he normally does again on Saturday.

Yesterday Jeff, Brody, myself, Tenaya, and Brad all went to Ruby's on the pier. Brody was being a tad bit bad. Brods and Brad were sitting next to each other in high chairs and Brody had a calendar in his hands and starts hitting Brad on the head with it. He is still a bit jealous of his cousin I think. Brody also said my sister's name, Naya, in the car. Hopefully his vocabulary will begin to grow now that he is a year old. Right now he pretty much calls everything "Da Da" or "Yah."

Until Next Time,
Ceanna

Great Grandma Vogel

Rosemary Vogel
1923-2009

1/10/09:
I heard the news that my Great Grandma Vogel passed away last night. It was such a sad thing to hear, yet at the same time I felt happiness for her. She would join her family as well as her husband in heaven. She will be up above watching over our family. That is what made me feel a sense of calm. I feel like it was her time.

She spent an amazing 86 years here on earth. She had 7 children, numerous grand children, countless great grand children, and 4 great great grandchildren. To me, that is the essence of an amazing life. Grandma Vogel was one of those ladies you loved to see. She remembered every detail of your life. Whether it be your birthday or a holiday, she would send a card. She truly lived for her family and truly was a great mother, as well as grandmother.

When Great Grandpa Vogel died I truly did not grasp what death was. I knew it was a terribly sad thing and it wasn't always fair. But I did not know that with death, there can also be a celebration. We celebrated his life the only way we knew how. We got the entire family together and ate at Ruby's. I was young, yet I remember it was a very happy day, not a sad one.

A few months later I recall seeing a butterfly. It was beautiful. It's wings were a vibrant blue. I looked and it and thought "Great Grandpa you are here with me. I feel it. I know you watch over me. Thank you. I miss you. Gram misses you too." That butterfly to me represents him and great grandma now. They always loved butterflies. Now I know the true significance behind those butterflies. Every once and a while I will see and butterfly, as beautiful as the one I saw that day, and it reminds me that even though he may not be here on earth, he is watching over us all.

So with that I will say, let us not be sad, let us remember Grandma Vogel's life and celebrate it.


“God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way.”

Ceanna