Here are some pictures from Homecoming. Here's my sorority's yard decoration. They won 4th place --- they were totally robbed.
Here are my beautiful Daughters #2 & #3 and their friend, C. It was so cool to walk around the campus that night with them. Unfortunately, they wore their college t-shirts. Fortunately, I went to a very nice school and no one jumped them. In fact, they saw a number of their friends there, too. Sic 'em. Ha! :)
And here's our wonderful stadium. 
And here is my handsome Son #3. A good fan.
Gabby played with her little friend, Heidi today. Heidi lives next door. They love each other.
They run around chasing each other like maniacs and then Gabby uses her as a pillow. Then they run around some more.
They run around chasing each other like maniacs and then Gabby uses her as a pillow. Then they run around some more.Then they fall over with exhaustion:
I am now done with the fun part of the post. Next comes the dark side. I'm not feeling quite as dark as it sounds .... this is just what's on my mind. Take a breath and then forge ahead .... if you dare.
So, my contract is up. It's over. It's been fulfilled. And that makes me sick to my stomach.
I've heard this phrase several times now. My marriage contract. The vows were kept, we stayed the course and now it's over. Till death do us part. And we are parted. I had no say in the ending of this contract. But then, neither did Jim.
Man, that sucks.
I am no longer bound to any vows; to any promises; to any contracts.
And. That. Is. Horrible.
11 comments:
I don't know what to say. Just know I love you, Jim loves you. You both were ment to be together! That's all I can say.
Contracts are paper.
True love is forever.
Love you.
K in AK
Good evening my darling daughter (even if I AM sitting in the same room with you).
What you and Jim had far transcends a mere contract. What you had will never be "finished". It totally sucks that Jim is no longer with you and the kids and the rest of us who loved and admired him so. But you will always know that the love you shared is something that a lot of people are never privileged to experience. You are fortunate. You are loved.
I agree with everyone else. A contract is just paper.
I so love you!
Lis
Sometimes there are no words to say... so here is a ((((HUG))) Dee
Your marriage to Jim will continue as long as there are Eggers' children and grandchildren and great grandchildren and so on. And since you two had 6 children I think that means forever! The love that you and Jim shared will always be a HUGE part of each of your children, it's who they are and why they are so awesome so I definitely have to agree with your Mom and Sisters. Your marriage continues not only in the kids lives but in all of our lives that were touched by the marriage of J&J.
It's not a contract, it's a covenant...and a covenant is a binding agreement, made by an oath of two parties, accompanied by a sign (your rings) to confer a blessing. A friend who was a lawyer once told me that a covenant can only be replaced by a new covenant...that is that the original covenant remains in place until one is made to replace it, and thus it cannot be broken, just replaced. Unless or until one of the parties chooses to replace your covenant, the covenant is not "up." That's my two cents worth. Hang in there, J. You are loved! susan
for what it's worth, my two cents is in agreement with Susan who commented last. I think that she hit the nail on the head. I've wondered all day what to write and after reading hers...she did a gret job and I agree wholeheartedly.
Okay, now I'm curious. I just pulled out my "marriage contract" instead of saying until death do us part. Mine says to be loyal to you with my whole life and with all my being. hmm, I am suppose to give and receive, speak and to listen, inspire and to respond, and in all circumstances of our life together. Thanks for sharing . it really makes one think.
I love that your mom says, "it totally sucks". It just strikes me as not a very "mommish" phrase, and made me laugh out loud.
I think that your contract (or covenant) isn't over until you say it is. I don't know you in real life, and only started reading your blog very recently, but it's my feeling that death hasn't parted you and Jim. You are still very much together, and I think it's a wonderful testament to your love for each other and the power of your marriage. Don't let anyone tell you that it has to end just because he isn't here anymore.
Janine, I feel bad your grandma didn't get to see Son #3 play much. I hate when that happens.
But I must give an opposing view. I applaud you for putting family ahead of sports. I wish more people would do that. But just as your job is to do what is best for your family, #3's coach's job is to do whats best for the entire team and not just an individual. As a former cheerleading coach, married to a college football player/high school football coach, and mom to a volleyball coach I have to tell you there is a whole other side. I can't speak for your school but the ones I'm involved with if you miss any part of the school day for any reason it results in sitting out a portion or sometimes a whole game. The reasoning is- school comes first.
Last week one of my daughters VB players couldn't be at practice because her mom called and said she was too sick to come. But on the way home from practice 2 hours later, my daughter just happened to see the girl getting out of a car and walking into a restaurant with mom on one side and the boyfriend on the other. The mom had the nerve to question the fairness of her daughter having to set out a game.
Thats just one of the many many excuses coaches recieve on a daily basis. Coaches don't have time to investigate every excuse, so there is a blanket rule. If moms don't like the rule they should switch places with the mom whose kid is a 3rd stringer but attends practice every day and has to watch as a player who missed a days practice (which as you know are brutal)plays in front of her son. To me that seems more unfair.
The mark of a good coach in my book will be one who rules like God. Just and fair. His rules aren't put in place to do you harm but to build your character. Unfortunately as we see in far too many professional athletes there is more emphasis placed on building stars, rather than building character. I see the situation as win win for your son. He has a mom thats interested in family ties and a coach who wants to insure he becomes a man of integrity.
Give your son a big hug and tell him practice is important so kick butt and take names and be ready for next week.
Now on a different note...boy can I identify with the closet story. I often pondered the same thing. The thought of remarrying is too difficult to think about if it means having to rearrange closet space to make room for his things. Much as I loved my guy, his clothes vanished rather quickly. I wish the grief could have gone away so swiftly.
Have fun with Grandma
Luanne
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