Just An Ordinary Person

I have been a little slow to change things and take care of my blog. I don't have a good reason other than that is how I am, s l o w! Well, the grandsons are done with their basketball and wrestling, I will not have to endure a stinky, sweaty, hot, crowed gymasium for another year. . . . (oh but I love being there). Joel didn't do as good as we had hoped at region wrestling. He placed 5th, and they only took the top 4 to state. So he didn't get to go. He was disappointed for about a day, and then moved on to something else. It is all in the past now. Isn't it amazing how at the time it is devastating and then poof.. . . . . it doesn't matter. When you are 17 years old things work like that. He is on to bigger and better things, Matty, she is the Tooele High girls softball pitcher. That will be another story I am sure. Andrew finished his basketball season and so did little Jared. I don't know if Jared will return. I think Jared was bored. . . Andrew will be back for sure. I am afraid my daughter's two sons have the Jackson athletic ability and drive, and the little Jackson boy Jared, just hasn't developed it yet. The little granddaughters will be starting girls softball, so my down time doesn't last too long. I will spend the spring and summer at the softball fields. I have one little dancer in the mix of it all, and she is a beauty!
I recently read something that is so true. . . . . .

"The love I gave my children I thought I could give no other, but God gave me a wonderful surprise one day when I became a grandmother. "

For those of you who are grandmothers you can understand that. Isn't it true, you love your children so much and low and behold here comes the grandchildren, and your love is even deeper. . . . There is nothing like it.
At one of Andrew's ball games I fell going up the steps of the bleachers, when my grandson Joel saw that I went down, he flew over everyone in his way and came to rescue me. Having that big 6'3'' grandson tenderly lift me up and help me was worth the embarrassment of falling in front of hundreds of people. He watches over me so lovingly and is so concerned and attentive. And so are the others. To see their eyes light up when I come to their house or see them anywhere makes my heart swell with rapture and pride. It is true when you have children you are very blessed in this life and in the eternities.
I am so glad spring is around the corner. At least I hope it is. This winter has been hard for me. I am looking forward to longer daylight, and warmer days. I am glad I live where the seasons change. I like them all. And when I am tired of one season, the next is on the horizon. I would never want it to always be sunny and warm. Just as I don't want it to be cold, and dreary all the time. It is good to have a variety. When you live in Utah you get a variety in the weather. In the spring you never know what you are going to get. I suppose you could equate that to life, it is good to have a variety in your life. The good days and the bad days along with so-so days. Some of us have our share of bad days. . . . Well, check back and hopefully I will have something of worth to read about. KJ

Off to Region Tournament

Ok, I have neglected my post for a while. It seems things get hectic, but I don't know what the hecticness is. . . I don't accomplish anymore than I normally do and that is nothing. It seems I go to work go home and nothing changes. These kids of mine and now their off-spring keep me busy to where I don't have a weekend to call my own. Really I don't. . . . I am always at a stinkey, hot, noisey, gymnasium. I want to sleep in on Saturdays, but there is always a ball game. . . and if I don't go I feel like the worst grandmother on earth. And the guilt hits and I feel like I am missing something that can never be replaced. The youngest grandson, Jared is now starting the sports circut. At his age it is a riot watching the games. He doesn't have a clue as to what is going on at his basketball games. He runs with the basketball in hand, he skips to the other end of the court. When he is on the bench he would rather be under, behind or playing with the others. . . .
He is the cutest little bugger! I get such a kick out of him!
But, this is the weekend we have been waiting for since November. It is Region Wrestling. . . and my big boy is there (Joel). He should take first BUT, he is a typical 17 year old boy! And anything could happen. The past week he has caught the attitude bug. It all started when he got a date with a cute little 17 year old girl. . ! NOT GOOD. Wrestling championship is the farthest thing from his mind. He just wants to be crowned champion with no effort and move on. . . Needless to say I will be at the stinky, hot, noisy gym cheering for my champion grandson Joel. And in my eyes he will always be THE CHAMPION. . . I will have another weekend taken from me so I can be at wrestling matches on Friday and basketball on Saturday and loving every minute of it. Win or lose I will have good things to tell you.