Thursday, July 9, 2009

family time - part 1














Zach playing on the slide at McDonald's. He loved it!















Terri playing games with the kids at Incredible Pizza.















Here we are at Grand Lake. Katie wanted to pretend to fix my hair. Only the little rat untied my swimsuit! She is such a nut!















We got to spend some time with Bo while he was home for Meghan's funeral. Katie decided Bo was her friend.

oh bruce

This whole transition time in our lives is hard. I'm ready for something new. I'm ready to move on from what we are leaving behind. I'm sad about moving on. I don't like moving on, but I have to. Okay, I'm not actually ready to move on, but I guess the thought process of moving on makes things easier to deal with. Moving on in your life suggests you are leaving something behind. It suggests maybe you haven't dealt with everything. To me, it suggests that I might have to just forget something. I don't want to forget. One of my friends has a funny saying, "You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here!" That saying has been in my head a lot lately. It demands moving! Moving on from where I'm at. I can't stay where I'm at. I have to go somewhere else. That saying is really true for me right now in a sense. I can't stay where I'm at right now. I can't stay in this place. I have to move on. If I don't move, I'll never get anywhere.

The Lord reminded me of this passage this morning...
Ephesians 3:14-21
For this reason I kneel before the Father, from whom his whole family in heaven and on earth derives its name. I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge - that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God. Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.

I want to be strengthened. And the only place I want to be rooted is in Christ's love. Not Tulsa. Not a particular church. Just rooted in Christ. Just rooted in His love for me. Why do I always forget God's promises? I'm so glad He takes time to remind me.

Friday, June 26, 2009

what a week!

I'm not sure I've ever had a week as crazy or stressful as this one. Even the week of my wedding wasn't this crazy. Life. Hmm. Early Saturday morning, I was sleeping. I thought I heard my phone ring but was so groggy I didn't really know what the sound was. A few minutes later, Sean's phone rang. My dad was calling. I just figured he wanted to know when we were coming because we had planned to spend the day with him for Father's Day. Sean hung up and then came to see if I was awake. He had tears in his eyes as he told me that my cousin, Meghan, and her husband, Jason, had been in a car accident. I started feeling somewhat alarmed. Like I better hurry and get dressed so we can get to the hospital. Then Sean said, "Meghan didn't make it." I felt paralyzed. I was shocked. I remember saying, "Sean if you're joking with me right now, I will hurt you." But I knew he wasn't. I cried. I felt sick. I couldn't think. Where did the accident happen? When did it happen? Where is Jason? Is he okay? Did Meghan have her seatbelt on? She never wears her seatbelt. Does Bo know? Who is going to tell him? When is he coming home? No one knew what was going on. We spent the day trying to make sense of the news. I felt like I was in a fog for several days. Not even knowing what day it was.

I don't know if anyone still knows the complete story. Jason and Meghan were driving home around 3:00am Saturday morning. Jason swerved to miss a deer. He lost control of his truck and was sliding down the road sideways. The truck went off the road and went up in a tree and tipped over. Meghan was thrown from the truck and died instantly. I'm not sure how she was thrown out or how she landed. But her face must have been the first thing that made contact with the tree or the truck. The funeral was closed casket. Very very sad. That makes it harder to know that she is really gone. I kept thinking, "If I could just see her in the casket, then I would know she's really gone." I kept wondering if I could handle the sight if I chose to view her body. I decided I couldn't. Meghan's mother and brother had the casket opened to see Meghan. I asked Bo about it. He said he wished he'd never done it. I don't know how he will ever get that picture of her out of his head.

Meghan was so funny and so special and so nice. She was quiet and shy most times. But she was friendly to everyone. She loved her family. She was probably the most proud of her brother than anyone else. She talked about Bo all the time. Meghan grew up at our house. You could find her and Bo at our house every weekend and most nights of the week. We played all kinds of stuff. Meghan liked to play dolls and Barbies. As she got older she always wanted to play with makeup and fixing her hair. Meghan always made me laugh. She was so beautiful. She loved animals too. She always had a dog she was taking care of. I am going to miss her so much.

Sean was admitted to the hospital for a couple days this week. Sunday night he wasn't feeling well with a stomach ache. Nothing too major. It was a little worse Monday. Monday night it was really bad and he didn't sleep all night. He went to work Tuesday morning and then left to go to the doctor. The doctor checked him over and sent him on to St. John's ER. They ran some tests on him and finally decided to admit him. His pain wasn't getting any better. He had to have pain medication about every hour or so. They did several tests on him: CT scan, ultrasound, EDG, and EKG. They found nothing but a small ulcer on his esophagus. The doctor said that wouldn't cause the pain he was having. Wednesday night his pain started to go away. He was scheduled to have another CT scan on Thursday morning, but the doctor said he needed to wait because he had just had one the day before. They dye in the IV wouldn't work correctly. So, they released him with a RX for pain and Nexium. He goes back in two weeks for another CT scan. We'll see what they find.

I've been having a tooth problem for over a year now. I got two root canals a year ago. I never did go back and have permanent crowns put on. Now, I think my semi-permanent fillings are cracked. It is painful. Wednesday night my mouth started hurting. I could hardly eat. Yesterday morning, the whole right side of my face was hurting. I was about to ask Sean's nurse for a shot of something. It was bad. I took some Aleve and stuff and finally, after a couple of hours started feeling some relief! I've got to get back to the dentist and just have them pull these suckers! They have been nothing but pain and problems for me. Plus, I need to find time to follow-up on my tests done for kidney stones! When do I find time for this?!

I'm also still looking for a job. I thought I had this one nailed. Two interviews. The C.O.O. tells me I'm their top candidate. Then he calls me and tells me they hired someone else. What is up with that crap? Now, I'm back at square one. This is so stupid!

In other more positive news...my sister got a cute swimsuit at Name Brand Clothing for $8! How does she find these bargains?! I want one! And my sister and her kids are here for a few weeks. It's always good to have her close by. My neice and nephew are the cutest things. I love them!

Today is a new day. Here's hoping it's going to be a great one!

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Meghan's story according to...

Here is a link to the story that was posted in the Tulsa World.

Visitation is at Luginbuel's in Vinita on Tuesday, June 23 from 6-8pm. Funeral service is Wednesday at 2:00pm at Church on the Lake in Ketchum.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Meghan Louise Price Hitchcock


Meghan
November 15, 1987 -- June 20, 2009

All the "brothas and sistas" on Meg's wedding day, July 25, 2008
Me saying, "Meg! You're getting married!"
Meg saying, "Tonya!"

My sisters.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

running

oh yeah. I ran a mile in 14:03 last night. Shaved 17 seconds off my time. You could say I'm proud.

all-american reject

The dream job called me this morning. I should have known it really was a dream job. After two interviews and the C.O.O. telling me I was the top candidate, he called me to say they hired someone else. Now, can someone tell me what is up with that? Seriously. Honestly, part of me is upset, and the other part is relieved. I've really been praying for the right job. I know others are praying for me as well. I hate to waste time being upset over this, when it really just feels like confirmation that this wasn't the job God has in mind for me. Ok, then. So, God. What job do you have in mind? I'm all eyes and ears. It would be great if you could make it a little more obvious. Ok, God. You're starting to stress me out a little. I need a job. Oh wait. I'm supposed to be trusting you, right? Crap.

It's all coming back to me now...

Do you ever forget things? I do.