FOTO FRIDAY

HAPPY FACES

Parker Elton Gordon

You can't tell me that ain't happy!!!

IN LOVING MEMORY

I thought I would post some pics of my mother. The last post both Carre and I wanted to write something so it was a little long. Sorry about that, but it was worth it. Enjoy!!!

Here is a picture of the Ballinger siblings before Jeremy. The good times when everything was nice and quiet!!!

Here is a picture with the baby(and I do mean baby) of the family in it.

I believe this was my first birthday. We had it at my grandmothers house. We never got too far from my grandmothers house. Matter of fact, we always lived within walking distance to her. Me and Mom!!

CHRISTMAS WITH GOD

The Best Christmas Present
Today is a sad day at the Gordon house. It is the 5th anniversary of Jeff’s mothers death. It was an unexpected thing that none of us was ready for. But lets face it , who is ever ready for something like that. I’m very thankful that I had a mother-in-law like her. She treated me like her very own daughter and I thought of her as a mother. She loved keeping the boys and spoiling them rotten. And she loved all of her family. Debbie went to have a procedure to improve her life but the day she was to go home she had some complications and did not recover. On December 9, 2003 she received the best Christmas gift that any of her family could have given her. For you see, Debbie is in heaven, where she has no more pain, no more worries and no more sadness. I wish she was still here but I know she is so better off and that it is selfish that I would wish her back her. I just want her to be here to see her grandkids again, to take a trip to Wal-Mart, go to her house to eat pizza and just to hear her voice again. You know life is short and we don’t have as much time here as we may think . So our actions and words need to be said and done with ease. We never know that what we say to someone might be our last. Treat everyday like it’s your last. Hug and Kiss your kids and make sure that they know you love them.

Carre B Gordon

Today is a date in history that I wish I could forget. December 9, 2003 was the day that the Lord took my mother home. I guess he thought her job was done here and who am I to question him. He’s a lot smarter than me. People always say “It will get easier”. Can I tell you something, it doesn’t get easier. It seems to get harder. Another thing people always seem to say is “I know how you feel”. Can I tell you something else; they don’t know how you feel. I know people are just trying to make a grieving person feel better but it’s the truth. They don’t know how I feel nor will I know how it feels for someone else to lose their mother. The circumstances are always different. My mother died when she was 46 years of age. I only had 25 years of my life to spend with her. Some people get more time and then some people get less, so the circumstances are always different. My mom was the greatest person I knew. She suffered through a divorce and still raised and cared for two children the best way she could. I was never able to get the latest pair of Nike’s but we always had shoes and a nice house that she probably couldn’t afford. But she did so because she loved her kids. My mom was the one that taught me and Jesus dying for me. She taught me that when I became a man and a father that the most important job that I would have would be to my wife and children. I think the Lord puts us in certain families to show us, when we become adults, what to do and not what not to do. I always remember those late night trips she would take to Wal-Mart. Her and my grandmother were best friends. They lived almost next to each other. You could look out my grandmother’s window and see our house. I think my grandmother liked that so she could keep an eye on us. Well maybe it was to keep an eye on me. A person never really knows what they have until it is gone. I remember Christmas morning she would always make cinnamon rolls for us to eat after we opened presents. Today, our house continues that tradition. There were times when she went without something so we could have things we probably didn’t need. When we had Langdon, she would come over on Christmas morning with what else but cinnamon rolls!!! She called the boys her “Lovebugs”. I’m not sure where it comes from, but that was her pet name for her boys. When we started having children, she did everything she could do to help out with them. She never went to the store without bringing something home for them. They loved her more than anything in the world. We still pass by her old house on the way to my grandmothers and the boys would say “That’s where gandma lives”. I know a spelt grandma wrong, but that’s exactly the way they said, with no ‘r’. During her last couple of years on this earth, she was not doing very well. She worked at a factory. At times she couldn’t even stand up. Why did she go?? For her kids and Lovebugs. At times she had to sit down because her feet would be swollen so bad she couldn’t walk. Why did she go?? For her kids and Lovebugs. If you don’t get anything else out of this, get this; be grateful for the ones that care for you. There will be a day when you will turn around and they will gone. Make today a day to go tell your husband, wife, mother, father, sister, brother, or any other family member I haven’t named, “I love you and appreciate everything you have done and sacrificed for me.”

Jeff W Gordon

Love…… I have a lot of loves in my life. But I have posted the pictures of the most important loves of my life. I say it a lot at home but when we are around others I’m not one to make a big mushy fuss but I must say that I LOVE MY HUSBAND. A great deal in fact, he probably don’t think so but it is true. We have been married almost 8 years( on the 23rd). We married young and dumb but felt and knew that we were doing the right thing. I have watched him grow from a boy to a man and has developed into a man that loves God and his family. Like every other couple we have had out ups and downs but you learn from them and those are the lessons that make you grow together and make your relationship strong. He is not perfect but has really taught me a lot about being the parent and wife that I long to be for him and our children. Jeff has stayed by my side in my lowest of lows and has given my words of wisdom to help me thru those times. I love this man that I have been given and I’m very thankful to have him in my life and that he as been so patient with me. I may not always let him know but I appreciate everything he has done for me and our boys. Speaking of the boys , they have to be the next in line of my most important loves . Their ganmaw(thats what they called her) would say that they are her love bugs and she has named them right. They love to give hugs and kisses to their mom and dad before bed. They are the reason I get up in the morning and the reason to keep me going thru the day.


I could fill up a hundred pages of things that I love but it would just have been a waste of time if I didn’t mention the most important to me. This is my most favorite picture of the both of us. Jeff doesn’t like it because we are a little bigger in it than we are now.

CAUTION!!! DON'T LOOK IF YOU HAVE A WEAK STOMACH

Consider this a warning!!! If you are one of those people that passes out at the sign of anything gross, go somewhere else. On Thanksgiving morning we were all dressed and just waiting for time to leave to go to my aunts house for Thanksgiving lunch. I go to the sink to fix me a glass of water so I could take some medicine.We have been having a problem with the kitchen faucet, because it doesn't shut completely off. So you have to use a LITTLE authority. Of course when I used it Thursday it wouldn't shut off. I had to get it to shut off or else water was going to drip steady until we got home that afternoon. So I decided I would hit it as hard as I could. Now mind you, I've done this before and nothing happened. The water would ALWAYS finally stop dripping. NOT THIS TIME!!!! The handle breaks in half and here are the results. Scroll down at your own risk!!!!

These are really good pictures. These pictures were taken a day after. When Carre heard me screaming(I wasn't crying,not yet)blood was everywhere. It looked like an episode of CSI. Most people post pictures of their children or pets. Not me!!! I post pictures of gaping wounds. Look for more in the upcoming post!!! But anyway, I thought y'all might enjoy those pictures. Good luck with supper tonight. I hope these pictures aren't in your head while you are eating your spaghetti or that steak!!!

Jeff W Gordon