Bill Sandusky writes in his journal while watching his wife sleep. He is off from work today.
September 12, 2007, Nashville, Tennessee, 11:00 a.m., D.S.T.~
Dear Journal~
I am sitting in our bedroom, on the master bed, watching my little woman sleeping like a baby. She looks so adorable! She wrote in her journal; while there's peace and quiet, I figured I would do the same.
The littlest kids are down for their nap too; it's really calm in our house at the moment (a rare occurance)--that is, if you don't count "Ricochet" tearin' around the house, tormenting the dogs; she just chased Louie's Pomeranian, "Cajun Gold", under the bed, and now they're going after each other. Pardon me while I deal with a hissed off kitty...Okay. Am back. Put "Ricochet" in the closet; meanwhile poor "Cajun Gold" is under the bed, whining in fright. Such a big sissy! LOL Three pounds of killer dog (most of which is all fur!)...yessir, that's our little "Cajun Gold"!
I am off work today. Off tomorrow too. Don't have to go in until Friday, then work all weekend, which means missing church in the morning. Oh, well. We need the money, especially now with only one true income coming in, now that wifey is on paid medical leave from her job at the hospital until the babies are born and get a little bigger. (Made a mistake; had to correct myself. Sorry about that.)
The older kids are at school; they won't be home until three/three thirty. I am going to take advantage of this quiet while I can; I don't get the opportunity that often. Might as well enjoy it....
The weather here is partly cloudy, rather cool this morning, lows in the upper fifties, which is cooler t han normal. It was so nice I turned off the A/C and opened up the windows. Ahhh! Fresh air! Ain't nothin' quite like clean, pure, crisp Tennessee air in the early mornings!
Yesterday our nation observed the six-year anniversary of the terror attacks, which occurred on September 11, 2001. Nearly three thousand people lost their lives in Washington DC and New York City at the hands of terrorists; it waas a planned attack, totally unexpected on our end. It was probably one of the darkest days ever in our history, and yesterday our coummunity had a prayer service/community memorial for the victims.
There was lots of praying, the reading of the names of the victims, films of the attacks, and special patriotic music appropriate for the event. It was a most solenm day, and I was once again grieving for my wife, who lost friends in the attacks--not just my wife, per se, but those three thousand people who perished; I felt bad for their families, who had to be reminded of this nightmare all over again.
We saw M'Buti and Roberto Sormiento there, and they had their children with them. They are all getting so big! The quadruplets are walking now, Eshe' and Kibarake (the twins) have started kindergarten, and the triplets are now three. They are in pre-K. As for Jubaki, the oldest child, he is getting tall: he is probably going to be as tall as his mother--or not even TALLER by the time he becomes a teenager! It seems like only yesterday when M'Buti was holdiing him in her arms!
Well, this isn't much, but not much has been happening other than the fact that Louisiana is getting bigger every day. The babies seem to be developing well, and they are most definitely boys; have the ultrasound pics to prove that fact! LOL In only two and a half months they will be here; time sure is passing fast--too fast, for my liking! I will go now; I will write in here again soon. Take care, and God bless!
~Bill.
The pic is of one of my co-worker's children, her youngest. She reminds me a lot of Jodie when she got her hair cut. Her name is Fiona Grace; she's seven, and has CP.
~Bill.
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Reviewed by chris stienstra
9/13/2007
Thank you for bringing life to words and for giving words of life to people. I appreciate the opportunity to read your work.
My very best
Chris
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