Today is Sgt. Aguliar's Funeral. He was killed in the line of duty last week.
My heart goes out to wife and kids, I know I never want that knock at my door. When I first heard this story it brought back an incident that had happened about 3 weeks ago.
Marc was working his 2nd job at the Theater and he actually had the early shift. Knowing that both kids were out with friends he called and asked me to meet him for dinner after he got off. Of course I said "Yes", it is not very often just he and I go out to dinner.
After dinner we headed home. Marc in his car and me in mine. He was enough ahead of me I could not see him in front of me. As I was getting on the freeway I noticed the highway patrol on the on ramp with all his lights off and I laughed. I waited for my cell phone to ring and Marc on the other end asking if I had seen him. But he did not call which was unusual. As I got to the prison heading south I noticed the lights of a cop car. My heart began to pound and traffic began slowing down and everyone began to move over to the right or left side of the freeway. As I got closer to the top of the Point, I realized the lights were Marc's. I then began looking in my mirror for the highway patrol guy from the on ramp to come up behind us but he wasn't coming. So as I passed the accident sure enough Marc is in the freeway checking on the people in the vehicles. At this point I was really panicking which is so unlike me, I know what Marc does and I have been at peace with it for years so I thought.
I was just getting off the exit when my phone rang and it was Marc, before he could say anything I asked him if he was Ok. (I think I yelled at him). He said yes but he would be awhile and not to worry. I was well passed the worried stage. When I got home I couldn't believe how I was acting about this. I have always taken the call outs and late nights in stride. But something was different this time, what I don't know but it was. When he finally got home I didn't tell him how worried I was but he knew something was wrong. Which I know surprised him cause I never act like I did.
You would think after 16 years of being a wife of a man who lands of aircraft carrier's, works on a flight line, and now is a cop I would be used to the dangers of the job, but really this is the first time I seen him doing his job. Ok I lie there since we use to work on the flight line together so the military stuff never worried me, cause I did the same thing so that doesn't count. I guess when you yourself don't do the same thing the fear of the unkown sometimes takes over.
My kids were surprised that I was so upset cause they thought I never got worried about dad. Little do they know when that pager goes off early in the morning and Marc hurries is gone in minutes I am awake for awhile but I always calm down quickly and fall back to sleep. Now I have to get back to that peace feeling but how?
San Francisco :)
32 hours on a bus, 112 women, 3 days, a bus driver who missed the exit to San Francisco & then to the Golden Gate Bridge, shopping, and Wicked sound fun? Trust me it was so much fun. I was very sleep deprived but would not change any part of this trip. This all started last November when my sister called and told me I had to go another girls trip to San Francisco with her and my mom. I knew this time I couldn't leave Johna home. I was unsure at first but Marc said I had to go.
The only draw back to this trip I would be gone for Marc's 45th Birthday. Marc told me I had to go cause I deserved it. Deserve 32 hours on the bus thanks babe, REALLY???
We left at 8:30 pm on Thursday night and traveled through the night to San Francisco. Friday we spent part of the day at the Golden Gate Bridge and driving around lost on the bus. Friday night was Wicked, both Johna & I have wanted to see Wicked forever. We enjoyed it. Saturday was spent shopping and sight seeing with everyone. Then Saturday evening we headed home, once again we rode the bus through the night and were back home by 10:00 am Sunday. It was a quick trip but it was packed with great memories..
This trip was so much fun with my Aunt Peggy, my cousins Julie and Leigh, my mom, Lindsay, Johna and I plus friends. It has been a long time since I have laughed so hard and enjoyed myself. I am ready to go again, anyone up for it??
Last time I was in San Francisco was when I was discharged from the Navy at Treasure Island. As we passed the exit for Treasure Island it brought back a lot of memories.
But this time Johna would be old enough to remember being there.
More photos to come..
The only draw back to this trip I would be gone for Marc's 45th Birthday. Marc told me I had to go cause I deserved it. Deserve 32 hours on the bus thanks babe, REALLY???
We left at 8:30 pm on Thursday night and traveled through the night to San Francisco. Friday we spent part of the day at the Golden Gate Bridge and driving around lost on the bus. Friday night was Wicked, both Johna & I have wanted to see Wicked forever. We enjoyed it. Saturday was spent shopping and sight seeing with everyone. Then Saturday evening we headed home, once again we rode the bus through the night and were back home by 10:00 am Sunday. It was a quick trip but it was packed with great memories..
This trip was so much fun with my Aunt Peggy, my cousins Julie and Leigh, my mom, Lindsay, Johna and I plus friends. It has been a long time since I have laughed so hard and enjoyed myself. I am ready to go again, anyone up for it??
Last time I was in San Francisco was when I was discharged from the Navy at Treasure Island. As we passed the exit for Treasure Island it brought back a lot of memories.
But this time Johna would be old enough to remember being there.
More photos to come..
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
Marc,
Happy Belated 45th Birthday (last Friday).
You are the sweetest guy to be willing to
let me go on a trip for your birthday. I sure missed spending
your birthday with you. It's hard to believe 21 years ago I met you.
You probably don't remember but it was my first
night in PI and Dyce & Maria made me go out with them.
They introduced me to you and Green in a Bar. The sad thing
about that night is I didn't know it was your birthday, but I
never forgot you so I was so happy when we became friends. I guess
the rest is history.
I hope you enjoyed spending the day with B. I enjoyed my
day with all the girls, honestly I would have been happier
celebrating with you.
I Love You and hope we can spend another 21 of your
Birthday's together.
Love you tons !!!
P.S. You still look like you did 21 years ago.
I Love My Job !!!
I never thought I could love this job so much. For almost 19 years I have struggled, laughed, and cried over my job. It was by accident that I got this job and I didn't know if I would ever make it mostly cause of how sick it made me.
I feel I was taught by the best there was in this field but today when I read an article in the Ensign titled What Mothers Can Learn from the Savior. This article talked about how mother's are like the Savior in the things they do for their children. I never had thought being a mom was like the Savior in anyway, but this article explained how it was. I have really been struggling with Johna and Brandon growing up and not knowing what my place in their was anymore. For 19 years my life has revolved around them and doing for them. Now they are old enough they pretty much take care of themselves. My Heavenly Father knew I really have been struggling so he sent me a great article plus little things that made me realize no matter how old Johna and Brandon get they will always need their mom.
Last week Johna sent me a text that read " I just saw a Duck" and I asked her if it was a mommy or daddy. She said a mommy and boy did she quack at me. I then responded by telling her she was quaking at her babies so you wouldn't hurt them. Johna the responded just like you. I began to laugh at to myself and realized she knew I would protect her anyway I could. Later as we talked on the phone she had to tell the whole story over again and we laughed together and celebrated that she had did so well on her test. This was a huge wake up call for me that even though she feels she a big girl now, there are times that she just wants mom to know she is okay.
Brandon has always known how to make me smile. I must admit we spent a lot of time together since Marc and Johna work nights. This last week we have spent a lot of time watching the Olympics and discussing his World War class together. I love talking with him and I am so amazed at his comments about things. But then he brought up a conversation that he and his friends had about parents. Brandon friends could not believe that he enjoyed being with his mom. Then he added " I only enjoy being with you because you make me laugh cause your so short and I tower over you, then he said I Love You can I drive to the store? I laughed and he said no really they can't believe we have real conversations about everything. He then proceeds to tell me that none of his friends talk to their parents about stuff. Wow I must be doing something right.
All of these things got me thinking about my life. Everyday as Johna leaves for school she says "Good Bye Mom and I Love You", and I say the same thing back and wish her good luck on anything she has going that day. I drive Brandon and his friend to school everyday and when he gets out of the car he tells me I Love You Mom and Have a good day. Yes, a teenage boy tells his mom he loves her in public. I also tell him the same thing. Every night now that they are big they come to my room and climb on my bed and we talk about the day and they tell me Good Night and I Love You Mommy. Could I ask for anything more? No, I am blessed to have my kids there is nothing in this world better than them.
I Love You too Johna & Brandon :)
I feel I was taught by the best there was in this field but today when I read an article in the Ensign titled What Mothers Can Learn from the Savior. This article talked about how mother's are like the Savior in the things they do for their children. I never had thought being a mom was like the Savior in anyway, but this article explained how it was. I have really been struggling with Johna and Brandon growing up and not knowing what my place in their was anymore. For 19 years my life has revolved around them and doing for them. Now they are old enough they pretty much take care of themselves. My Heavenly Father knew I really have been struggling so he sent me a great article plus little things that made me realize no matter how old Johna and Brandon get they will always need their mom.
Last week Johna sent me a text that read " I just saw a Duck" and I asked her if it was a mommy or daddy. She said a mommy and boy did she quack at me. I then responded by telling her she was quaking at her babies so you wouldn't hurt them. Johna the responded just like you. I began to laugh at to myself and realized she knew I would protect her anyway I could. Later as we talked on the phone she had to tell the whole story over again and we laughed together and celebrated that she had did so well on her test. This was a huge wake up call for me that even though she feels she a big girl now, there are times that she just wants mom to know she is okay.
Brandon has always known how to make me smile. I must admit we spent a lot of time together since Marc and Johna work nights. This last week we have spent a lot of time watching the Olympics and discussing his World War class together. I love talking with him and I am so amazed at his comments about things. But then he brought up a conversation that he and his friends had about parents. Brandon friends could not believe that he enjoyed being with his mom. Then he added " I only enjoy being with you because you make me laugh cause your so short and I tower over you, then he said I Love You can I drive to the store? I laughed and he said no really they can't believe we have real conversations about everything. He then proceeds to tell me that none of his friends talk to their parents about stuff. Wow I must be doing something right.
All of these things got me thinking about my life. Everyday as Johna leaves for school she says "Good Bye Mom and I Love You", and I say the same thing back and wish her good luck on anything she has going that day. I drive Brandon and his friend to school everyday and when he gets out of the car he tells me I Love You Mom and Have a good day. Yes, a teenage boy tells his mom he loves her in public. I also tell him the same thing. Every night now that they are big they come to my room and climb on my bed and we talk about the day and they tell me Good Night and I Love You Mommy. Could I ask for anything more? No, I am blessed to have my kids there is nothing in this world better than them.
I Love You too Johna & Brandon :)
B can drive
So in December Brandon turned 15 so guess what that means? Yep, Learner's Permit :(
He didn't seem to interested in getting his learner's permit, so I left it alone. But a couple of weeks ago he asked if he could go get it. So I gathered ALL the paper's needed, don't get me started about that. They should of just asked for a urine sample too.
So off to the DMV, after 1 1/2 hour wait it was our turn. But to make matter's worse it only took him 6 minutes to take the written test. Once he was done with that, he had to wait again for 1/2 hr. to GET HIS DRIVER'S PERMIT. That's right he PASSED!!! He was so excited and so was I kindda. I thought I would be excited but I was sad that my baby now can drive.
Just let me say this don't take your kid to take their driver's test unless they have studied, I bet that more than 50% of the kids taking the test failed. But the worst of it all is the parent's were more upset than the kids. All Johna and I could do was laugh cause one mother was throwing a tantrum that her daughter failed the test 3 times in one day. I couldn't believe it that she actually was actually like my nephew who is almost 18 months old when he can't have a treat. Note to self: Never throw a tantrum at DMV you never know who is watching and laughing...
He didn't seem to interested in getting his learner's permit, so I left it alone. But a couple of weeks ago he asked if he could go get it. So I gathered ALL the paper's needed, don't get me started about that. They should of just asked for a urine sample too.
So off to the DMV, after 1 1/2 hour wait it was our turn. But to make matter's worse it only took him 6 minutes to take the written test. Once he was done with that, he had to wait again for 1/2 hr. to GET HIS DRIVER'S PERMIT. That's right he PASSED!!! He was so excited and so was I kindda. I thought I would be excited but I was sad that my baby now can drive.
Just let me say this don't take your kid to take their driver's test unless they have studied, I bet that more than 50% of the kids taking the test failed. But the worst of it all is the parent's were more upset than the kids. All Johna and I could do was laugh cause one mother was throwing a tantrum that her daughter failed the test 3 times in one day. I couldn't believe it that she actually was actually like my nephew who is almost 18 months old when he can't have a treat. Note to self: Never throw a tantrum at DMV you never know who is watching and laughing...
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