Just when I think I'm feeling pretty good....

Last night I was watching CSI. A lady on the show delivered a baby. Boy, did that stir up some emotions for me. I just bawled and bawled. Just when I think I'm doing pretty good something will come along and pricks my heart...and the tears flow.

The interesting thing is that not everything does that to me. The other day I was at the gym and ran into a lady I had got to know when I was working out all the time prior to the pregnancy. She was pregnant when I quit going and now has a little baby girl. She came walking down the hall and said, "Have you met my baby?" I cooed and ooed and awed over her baby. She then said, "I heard you were pregnant?" and I had to tell her that our baby was stillborn. She was apologetic and we had a really nice conversation. You'd think that would have done me in...but it didn't.

Grief is an curious thing.

The Christmas Box

This is a quick read. I read it because I heard that it was written to comfort the author's mother, who had lost a child. As a mother who also lost a child, I didn't get much comfort from it - but it is a nice story. As a matter of fact, it gave me an idea for a Christmas story we can give as a gift to our family....but I shall not divulge the details there just yet.

What fascinates me most about this book is the huge success it has been. Apparently it is the first book Richard Paul Evans wrote. Wikpedia says: "the book sold by word of mouth with such success that it soon got the attention of the big publishing houses. A bidding war erupted which resulted in Evans receiving several million dollars for the publishing rights.

Released in hardcover in 1995 by Simon & Schuster, The Christmas Box proved a publishing phenomenon, becoming the first book to simultaneously reach the No.1 position on the New York Times bestseller list for both the paperback and hardcover editions. That same year, the book was made into a television movie of the same title starring Richard Thomas and Maureen O'Hara."

Imagine....isn't that every author's dream?! ...your first book makes you millions.

I have got to figure out that recipe and apply it in my own life.

Children's Theatre

I decided it was time for some fun for us. Recently Peirce was telling me some of his goals. He wants to get really good at swimming, make a cookie, and be in a real play. It's been a while since we've been to a real play so I decided it was time for us to get back on the band wagon. Tonight Allen had appointments with clients so Jill and Peirce and I went and saw a play at the Storybook Theatre called
I love to take them to plays like this. The kids all sit on the floor in the front and there's lots of interaction with the audience. It's as fun to watch the kids as it is to watch the actors.

This was a story about a rabbit named Pookie that had wings. He has a bunch of animal friends that don't believe in Santa and he's really bothered by their lack of belief. In the story he ends up meeting Santa Claus (want to feel electricity in the air!! Just hang out in a room with a bunch of 3-5 year olds when Santa shows up!) Pookie finds out that the magic of Christmas comes from your mind and your heart. When you don't believe the magic is lost....and so Pookie helps all his friends believe.

Afterwards the actors all park themselves out in the lobby and meet all the kids. That's as fun as the play I think!



Jill and one of the elves


Peirce with "Wiggle Nose"


This is Peirce and Pookie is in the background. Pookie was in high demand after the play so it was hard to get a good picture.


Peirce and Squiffytail Squirrel and Wiggle Nose


Peirce and Ooly Owl. Very impressive wings!


I think this is NommyNee

It was a fun night. Just what we needed, I think!