My Great Aunt May died a couple of days ago. She was such a wonderful lady. I loved her so much. She lived just down the road from me all growing up and my sister, Angelica and I would visit her almost every Sunday. We would either ride our bikes to her house or we would ride in the car with Grandpa and Grandma Kunz. She would have been 101 years old on December 16th. I am greatful that she is with her husband again. He has been dead since before I was born. I'm not sure how many years, but I know that she was lonely. She used to give us cookies until she couldn't make them anymore, and then she would always have a bag of candy bars to give us. Then we would sit and she would tell us about her husband. She had so many pictures in her house all around and would tell us about each one of them. She would tell us all about her children and grandchildren. She was a wonderful example to me and I can't wait for the day that I can see her again.

My sweet little boy is not a little boy anymore. He is growing up. For the past year now, Ryan has talked about nothing but football, basketball, baseball, golf......any sport that he can talk about. He just finished playing in Grid Kid Football. Tonight they lost in going to the championship. They will play one last game, tomorrow night and then they are done for this year. It was a fifth grade team, so Ryan played up. He was the second smallest on the team, but he sure is a fast runner......he gets that from his dad!!! He had a lot of fun and was so proud when he would tackle someone, especially someone bigger than him. Even though I won't miss the 2 hour practice EVERY night, I sure will miss going to his games and watching him play. He is so fun to watch. I sure do love my children.