About Me

I have lived in south Dakota, all of my life. My family is here, my roots are here. While I don't spend alot of time with "family", we always manage to bond together, when times get tough. Gunnar's death is more proof, of that.I also have a huge family of friends, and this "family"also pulls together, in a heart beat,when necessary. My parents live about 70 miles away, my husbands parents live about 7 miles from our house.

Saturday, April 22, 2006

tree fort

today is the last day that the old ''tree fort'', will stand....i've taken about 50 pictures, of the ugliest, rottenest tree, in the state!...b ut never a broken bone..it used to really make me nervous, that old rotten boxelder tree...i however found the wire ''snare?"lol

Thursday, April 20, 2006

today's quote

Man can live for about forty days without food, and about three days without water, about eight minutes without air ... But only for one second without hope.
-Hal Lindsey...................

thanks, Mom, for this reminder!

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

i hope i hugged you

One of the blessings in my life was you.
I cried with joy at the moment of your birth.
Your first smile was such a sign of love.
I hope I hugged you then.
When you fell down trying your first step,
I hope I hugged you.
Did you say Dada or Mama first?
I hope I hugged you.
As your eyes lit up seeing the first Christmas tree,
I hope I hugged you.
The day you started school and looked so scared,
I hope I hugged you.
When a friend made you feel bad,
I hope I hugged you.
After I had to make you behave,
I hope I hugged you.
When a lot of your requests were denied,
I hope I hugged you.
When you asked things about life,
I hope I hugged you.
When you did something really good or bad,
I hope I hugged you.
Before God took you from me,
I wish I could have hugged you one more time.
By Karen Rae Stublaski In memory of her son, Timothy Earl 7/27/62 ~ 8/16/80

Thank you's & Welcomes

Since Gunnar died, I have been attempting to locate a friend of his...
a kid from northern Minnesota, that had gone to basic training with
Gunnar, at Ft. Knox. by the time I recieved Gunnar's personnal
belongings(inMarch, I think), and found his ''little black book'',& Justins
phone number had been disconnected...there was no address, just
that phone number...anyway, every once in awhile, i'd do a ''search''
for him on the net...NOTHING..i asked the CAO to help me locate this kid
NO LUCK..last week, i stumbled across a new blog....justicesoldier
(good reading)..... http://www.justicesoldier.com/ and there was a link to the Minesota Army National Guard
I filled out their questionaire, and in the comment section i ''begged'' for
someonce assistance..In less than 24hours i recieved a phone call, and an email,from SGT Smith..........to SGT Smith, again, I thank you!, for the contact info for Justin....and for the phone call...the type of conversation I could only have, with someone who is military.
So I sent Justin an email, using the army.mil addy.........
then, along comes Easter Sunday.............
what a mix of emotions,,,,it was our 7th wedding anniversary, and for excitement i was ''sent'' to town, for lumber....so, i detoured, thru walmart, kmart, & shopko...clearance racks provided lotza cool stuff, like snow torpedoes, that you inflate & use like sleds---$3--i bought 'em all---but our joint'' gift'' to mark the day, was trees/bushes...4 of them.....

but the greatest Easter Blessing I have EVER recieved, came over the internet....i cried so hard i couldn't breathe, when i opened outlook, and saw Justin's name...........................................
we have since talked on the phone...and i feel so much better. Justin had known about Gunnar's death
and he, also, has been to Iraq, & back..Welcome home, Justin...and Welcome to our family...
and always remember, there's only one important rule, at my house!!...Never be a STRANGER!

Tuesday, April 18, 2006


I haven't been very loyal, to blogging...i remember when i was young, and i thought i would keep a diary, too..I'm trudging thru life, one foot forward..i found this poem, a few days ago....lke the day before Easter..this is a poem that needs to be shared!!i know that i will be using it , more than i want...

My Mom is a Survivor
My mom is a survivor,
or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear her crying
when all others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night.
and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her
to help her understand.
But like the sands upon a beach
that never wash away...
I watch over my surviving mom
who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others,
a smile of disguise.
But through Heaven's open door,
I see tears flowing from her eyes.
My mom tries to cope with my death,
to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her
knows it's her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom
through Heaven's open door...
I try to tell her that
Angels protect me forevermore.
I know that doesn't help her,
or ease the burdens she bears.
So if you get a chance,
call to her
And show her that you care.
For no matter what she feels,
my surviving mom has a broken heart
that time won't ever heal.
~K. D'Ormeaux

Saturday, April 15, 2006

jelly beans & Easter

Inside of a plastic egg, place a red, green, yellow, orange, black,
White, purple and pink jelly bean. Give the egg and this prayer to
Anyone and everyone.

The Jelly Bean Prayer

A bag full of jelly beans
Colorful and Sweet
It's a prayer - it's a promise
It's a loved ones treat.

Red is for the blood He gave
Green is for the grass He gave
Yellow is for the sun so bright
Orange is for the edge of night

Black is for the sin we made
White is for the grace He gave
Purple is for the hour of sorrow
Pink is for our new tomorrow

May today there be peace within you.
May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be.

Gunnar's favorite candy was STARBURST jelly beans....that was he wanted me to send to Iraq, Easter2004. i had no clue, until he called home, wanting to know if the easter bunny had left any candy, that year. so,.......................

Tuesday, April 04, 2006


watch this

its called thank god for dead soldiers...
enough said.