Showing posts with label Daughter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Daughter. Show all posts

Friday, March 4, 2016

Read Cross America and Our Child



This week is Read Across America week in honor of Dr. Seuss' birthday. And I couldn't be more proud of our daughter who took the first-grade challenge to help HER class see which would read the most books.
I'm thrilled to say she read 43 books during an already busy week and keeping up her Gymnastics classes. She actually read some at school too and started a couple others at home we didn't write down.
She loves to read and has such a desire to go to school. She doesn't even like being out for summer and I'm very glad of that because we toured yesterday what will be her new school at the beginning of her 2nd grade school year. Thankfully she is so excited to go, she asked if she could start today. Her words: "Maybe you shouldn't have told me that, because now I'm too excited to sleep. Can I go tomorrow?"
I'm just so proud of her and wanted to take a moment to share her accomplishment and her fun school-wear for Dr. Seuss dress up days all week. #fwsProudMommy #IThankGodFoeHer 
#ReadAcrossAmerica #DrSeuss #sheRocksMyWorld #terribleIphonePics
Stripe Day... And they go all the way down.
Wacky Wednesday!

Silly Socks Day... But can't find my photo of it.

Thursday, May 22, 2014

She's Graduating - ALREADY?

PreK that is. But still, when… how could this be happening ALREADY…tonight?????
I can't believe this (miracle baby that was not supposed to happen according the doctors, tests, surgeries & science) has just turned 5 and now graduating from her preschool. Where did the time go, how can it really go by that fast? It's not until you live it, you get it. And even then, you don't get it. I least I didn't and probably still don't. It's such a time to cherish as all years, please don't get me wrong, but the early years. Wow!!! 
The Lord has been good to us to provide this miracle baby (that's another story for another post) after all the years of waiting… but folks I waited more years than have passed with her wonderful little being in our lives (my life) and she's headed to Kindergarten in just over 2 months. 
Way to go (happily stated with a sigh at the end)!

So when I think of my Little Angel that God provided me (to us all who know her), I have to go back to this image the one that reminds me "THAT GOD DID THIS, GOD GAVE ME YOU - my daughter. My wonderful little Angel from GOD! I love you daughter! Signed Your Mommy.
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Friday, October 7, 2011

Pa Pa's in Heaven

Wednesday night, my little 2 year old (2 & 5 months) girl, who has been concerned and very sweet to Mommy since the end of January when Pa Pa passed away... said these words as she was about to drift off to sleep in my arms. "Mommy, look at me, look at me. I think got to creek."  You want to get in the creek?
Nooo. I get in creek all by my delf.  You got in the creek all by yourself, when?  Nooo.
I want to go to heaven to see Pa Pa.  Honey it doesn't work that way, we have to wait until God wants us to go to heaven and we hope that's going to be a long time, don't we?
I think, umh, umh we NEED to go see Pa Pa in Heaven after church on Sunday.  So I primp up with tears and try to hold it back, because I so wish it was that easy and for her at her age to remember and want to see Pa Pa is a prayer answered. I hope she'll always remember the 1 and 3/4 years she had him in her life (not enough).

So we proceed to pray for Pa Pa in heaven and she says:  Pray for Mi Mi too, Daddy too, Mommy, Whypser and Flowers too. And Mommy's broken toes. And your boo boo on your heal. And my boo boo on my lip. So we cover all of those items and she was ready for bed.

So yesterday I was bent over and she come and hugged my head and kissed my cheeks saying: Awh, we miss Pa Pa. We miss him. I say: yes, very much.  Then, she goes through the process a 2nd time, sweeping my hair back to kiss me on both cheeks saying the same thing.

Then we received news our friend got bit several times by a spider on his leg and she heard us talking about him. So this morning at breakfast with nothing said since yesterday she says:  Daddy, is Kenny going to be okay?  Yes, honey he's okay.  I hope he's okay, Daddy.

WE'RE BLESSED BEYOND BELIEF WITH THIS ONE. AMEN!

This morning after getting bad news from a friend about a spider bite

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

My Daddy - Bluegrass Promoter

Festival in the Pines founder Sterling Belcher dies at age 71
The event had drawn such bluegrass stars as Alison Krauss, Ralph Stanley and Jimmy Martin.
By Ralph Berrier Jr. 

Sterling Belcher ran a bluegrass festival for 30 years before he got up the nerve to sing on the stage.
As cancer whittled away his body, Belcher sang "The Little Log Cabin in the Lane" last May during Festival in the Pines, the three-day bluegrass event Belcher founded and operated at his tree-rimmed campground in Rocky Mount. After he finished the song, he told the crowd he hoped to see them next year, but that he didn't know what plans the Lord had for him.

"You ain't going nowhere, Sterling!" some in the crowd hollered at him. "You're too ornery!"
His health only worsened, however, and Belcher died Saturday at age 71 after battling prostate cancer and strokes for much of the past four years. The family had already decided to cancel this year's festival because of Belcher's declining health.


Festival in the Pines was famous for its low-key, down-home vibe. Located at Belcher's Tripple Creek Music Campground, the first festival was a homecoming for local bluegrass band the Lost and Found in 1981. Over the years, bluegrass luminaries such as Alison Krauss, Ralph Stanley, Jimmy Martin, Rhonda Vincent, the Bluegrass Cardinals and the Lewis Family played the festival. Many regional favorites such as James King, Junior Sisk and Belcher's son-in-law, Larry Stephenson, also performed.

According to his daughter, Dreama Stephenson, who helped him plan and promote some of the later events, the festivals were rarely profitable, but were rich in music and memories.
"It didn't matter how much money he lost," Stephenson said, "it was a dream of his to do it. He'd sacrifice year after year. It about drove my mother crazy."
Belcher worked for DuPont in Martinsville for 31 years, a job that allowed him to finance his festivals. He also farmed and raised beef cattle.
The events were mostly family friendly affairs, although Stephenson recalled one show when an inebriated fan caused a commotion near the stage while his unbuttoned shirt nearly fell off his torso in front of the crowd. Stephenson said she still can see her father talking quietly to the man, all while buttoning his shirt for him. The drunk left without causing a further stir.

In addition to his daughter, survivors include his wife, Pat Dillon Belcher, and his son, Stacy Belcher.
Belcher won several awards for his contributions to bluegrass, which included recognitions from the Virginia Folk Music Association and East Coast Bluegrass Association. He was even presented a key to the town of Rocky Mount in 2005 in recognition of his festival's 25th anniversary.
The Society for the Preservation of Bluegrass Music of America nominated him as promoter of the year three times, including this year, but he never won. This year's winners will be announced this weekend in Nashville, Tenn.

"I had hoped to pick him up and take him down there," Stephenson said. "He really wanted to win it. That'll probably be the case, now that he's gone."