Wonderful Weekend

This past weekend was our scrapbooking get-away. We had a great time! Megan, Nicki, Marie, Joy and I went to a cabin, pulled out ALL of our scrapbooking stuff and scrapbooked all weekend long.

I completed 30 pages, I scrapbooked all the way up to Savannah's last week with us. A lot of it was very emotional. I scrapbooked some family outings and all of the events of Beka and Danny's wedding.

This is my favorite layout of the weekend; I have never used ribbon in my albums before and seldom use brads. The ribbon says "So Loved." We thought that this might be the last time that Savannah saw Beka.
Aren't these wedding pictures beautiful! (shameless plug for Memories by Melissa Photography).I couldn't journal on this page so I found a couple of vellum quotes to put on it instead. In case you can't read them the top one says "Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away."

The one on the left side says "To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world." I especially love the picture in the center of the layout. I have seriously considered entering it into a contest, but I don't know if I think the picture is great because of who is in it or because the photography was exceptional (I am very critical of my own work).Everyone had a good time and were all very productive. I think we all completed between 30-35 pages. Joy finished her wedding album and Megan finished my nephew's baby album. And I am slowing getting caught up.

This album may be put on hold for a while, I have tried sorting through the pictures of Savannah's last week of life and it has been rather difficult deciding which pictures not to include in the album (I think we took somewhere around 1000 pictures that week). I have sorted through some of it but it definitely is going to take a while.

As a side note: My dad is doing great, he came home on Monday night. He is resting a lot and taking it very easy but he is definitely on the mend. We are unsure of what the next step is going to be. Please continue to keep him in your prayers

Like Granddaughter; Like Papa

and yes that is the correct order.
We found out a couple of weeks ago that my dad has a tumor in his left kidney (Savannah's was in her right). This is why I have been a little MIA in the blogging world. Everything I have wanted to blog has been down right depressing and really who wants to read all of that.

He had some additional tests and found out that there is also a little spot on his right kidney but the doctors don't seem really concerned about it. Thankfully it is no where else; they checked his lungs and his bones. When we found Savannah's it had already metastasized to both of her lungs.

It amazes me how slow the doctors seem to move with adults. When we found Savannah's tumor it was removed within 36 hours. When they remove Dad's on Friday it will have been 3 weeks exactly since we found out. It is very frustrating.

The thought of sitting in a hospital waiting room waiting for my dad to come out of a surgery that is so close to the surgery my daughter had is very stressful. I have never been the type of person to have anxiety but I find myself having lots of anxiety over this. I know that my parents would totally understand if I decide that being at the hospital is too much for me. However I also know that I would go totally nuts not being there.

Yesterday was the 3 month anniversary of Savannah's death and it has been a very hard weekend for me. I carried Lady with me to every door that the kids knocked on for trick or treating, I held her all during church today. I blubbered like a baby every time someone looked at me today.

It is so hard to believe that she has been gone 3 months. I wish I could hold her again (which I suppose is why I have been carrying her bear around like I'm a 2 year old). I wish I could feel her soft skin and kiss her warm cheek. My arms ache to hold her and snuggle her. My heart feels like it is going to break in two.

Some dear friends gave Savannah a beautiful wind chime for her birthday, she wasn't well enough to open it, so she never saw it; Kiara and Donovan opened it on her birthday. They gave it to her because, like the wind, you can't see the Holy Spirit but you feel its effects everyday. With all of the wind we have had lately her wind chime blows day and night (it hangs outside my bedroom window), it is the most beautiful, clearest tone. Every time I hear it I think of her and smile, she would have loved it.