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Happy Blessed New Year!



Happy New Year!  What a year it was!  BJ had two surgeries and is on the mend to a healthier 2019.  Beau and Angel celebrated their first year of marriage and a move to a great place.  Beau starts school for getting accepted into the Union.  Angel is working with little children and we are so proud of both of them.  Maria moved closer to school and got a car.  She is getting ready to graduate and is still working on her business.  We are so proud of her and love seeing all the wonderful changes coming her way.  Ireland is Revving up for a new semester at Franciscan and loving being on campus more.  She was so extraordinary in helping renovate part of the house, so talented. We are so proud of her and all the things she is learning.  Trinity is very much in love with ballet.  Taking it three days a week and on the home front working with her lamb for Farm Show.  She loves her on-line classes and is moving so fast!  She can’t learn enough.  We are so proud of her.  Kate is going into the second half of her school year.  She loves school and is quite popular I have found!  Seems all the teachers and therapists know her.  She is wearing her glasses more and starting to use a communication device.  We are very proud of her and her triumphs. 

After I have told you all about my family, you see I am busy.  The best thing to happen was getting closer to all my siblings and always my Mom.  I feel that peace can be difficult but through God anything is possible.  I’m humbled and grateful for all His blessings.

So here is to 2019 being a loving, peaceful joyful year with much anticipation with what is to come.  Soon to be married 24 years and they all said it wouldn’t last!  Well it has and again God has blessed us with so many many gifts.







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