The world doesn't stop when life does...
...The sun still rises and the people around you continue on their way to work, to school, the grocery store, wherever they are going they still go.
I traveled many miles Thursday night and well into Friday day, and spent the majority of that time reflecting on life. The lives of those who have already gone, the lives of the family and friends around me, and the lives of strangers that I pass on the streets.
I began to think about the people we passed along the road and met in the convenient store...What's going on in their lives. Are they happy? Are they sad? Are they heading to work or perhaps to the grocery store, or like us, are they traveling a road they do not want to travel?
The convienent store clerk smiled and asked the standard question, "Hi, How are you?" Through a broken smile, I replied the standard answer, "Good, and you?" It was a lie - None of us were good. We put on a smile while our hearts were breaking. The clerk didn't know why we were there that day or what we were going through. Just as we didn't know what was going on behind the clerk's smile.
During our drive, there were times where every sound around me disapeared; and it felt as if I was alone. It was just me sitting there in the passenger seat looking at road ahead. I thought for a moment about the grass, the hills, the trees and every piece of nature that surrounded us. All of it was beautiful. I wanted the truck to stop. I wanted time to stop, I wanted to sit in the green grass and feel the breeze on my face. I wanted to feel a peace, a happiness, but we continued down the road. With each mile we become closer to a reality I did not want to face.
Life continued around us. The clock kept switching to the next minute. The miles in front of us became the miles behind us. We knew that when we arrived home there would be more tears and more pain, but we continue to drive.
In my mind, I have an image. It's of a One-of-a-Kind smile looking down at us from Heaven and I can hear the words, "Well, We'll see you later, babe."
Ronnie, you will be missed.
Thoughts from a mom, wife, daughter, sister, and everything else Townley
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
What is Townley Style
I named my blog Doing it Townley Style...
...And for a dang good reason.
"Townley Style" is a way of life, Our way of life!
Everywhere we go we are always "Doing it Townley Style". We have seven in our family, so we are already "Doing it" bigger than the average family. Everything we do there is seven of us. We get the big booth at restaurants, we use the entire pew at church. We take up half a row at the ballpark. We've got all schools covered - elementary, junior high, high school and college.
That's "Doing it Townley Style".
More importantly...
...Our kids are always "Doing it Townley Style". They strive to be the best they can be 100% of the time. They are all-around good kids.
That's definately "Doing it Townley Style".
What we have we got by "Doing it Townley Style", and I'm not talking about material things. The bonds that keep our family strong, the friends we hold close to our hearts, the respect and trust we have from others, and the respect and trust we share with others.
All of that has grown because we are constantly "Doing it Townley Style".
So when I say Townley Style is a way of life, I mean it. It's a part of us; it's who we are, and when or if our paths cross you will see just exactly what "Doing it Townley Style" means.
Until next time...
...We'll keep on Doing it Townley Style!!
...And for a dang good reason.
"Townley Style" is a way of life, Our way of life!
Everywhere we go we are always "Doing it Townley Style". We have seven in our family, so we are already "Doing it" bigger than the average family. Everything we do there is seven of us. We get the big booth at restaurants, we use the entire pew at church. We take up half a row at the ballpark. We've got all schools covered - elementary, junior high, high school and college.
That's "Doing it Townley Style".
More importantly...
...Our kids are always "Doing it Townley Style". They strive to be the best they can be 100% of the time. They are all-around good kids.
That's definately "Doing it Townley Style".
What we have we got by "Doing it Townley Style", and I'm not talking about material things. The bonds that keep our family strong, the friends we hold close to our hearts, the respect and trust we have from others, and the respect and trust we share with others.
All of that has grown because we are constantly "Doing it Townley Style".
So when I say Townley Style is a way of life, I mean it. It's a part of us; it's who we are, and when or if our paths cross you will see just exactly what "Doing it Townley Style" means.
Until next time...
...We'll keep on Doing it Townley Style!!
Don't Cry Over Spilled Milk
Here we are on Hump Day and my, my, my what a week it has already been. Let me tell you how it started...
...Sunday brought routine back to the Townley House, which I love so very much. Dinner at a regular time, showers, clothes laid out for the next day, normal bed times. My favorite part about - it means a little quiet time for Terry and I. All of this in preparation of the first day back at school.
Well, the alarm goes off Monday morning, everyone is happy, things are going smooth. UNTIL...
...I say, "Come on boys; It's time to go," and out the door we head. Corey is the first to the car, he opens the cardoor and I hear a gagging screach followed by an "Oh Gross!!! What's that Smell?!?!"
Apparently, a bottle of chocolate milk had rolled under my seat the Friday before. I parked my car Friday afternoon and had not been in it since. Let me tell ya, chocolate milk sure don't keep well when it's 110 in Texas and the windows are shut tight. The bottle had exploded leaving stinky, curdled milk all over the back passenger-side floor mat. A moment of insanity escaped as I flung the floor mat across the side lawn. The boys with scrunched noses, stood there, making gagging noises, wondering what to do. We made the extremely long 2 mile trip to school, with the windows all the way down, and shirts covering half of our faces in an failed attempt to escape the smell. The boys couldn't wait to get out of the car.
That's one way to get your kids out of the car and back in the school on first day.
...Sunday brought routine back to the Townley House, which I love so very much. Dinner at a regular time, showers, clothes laid out for the next day, normal bed times. My favorite part about - it means a little quiet time for Terry and I. All of this in preparation of the first day back at school.
Well, the alarm goes off Monday morning, everyone is happy, things are going smooth. UNTIL...
...I say, "Come on boys; It's time to go," and out the door we head. Corey is the first to the car, he opens the cardoor and I hear a gagging screach followed by an "Oh Gross!!! What's that Smell?!?!"
Apparently, a bottle of chocolate milk had rolled under my seat the Friday before. I parked my car Friday afternoon and had not been in it since. Let me tell ya, chocolate milk sure don't keep well when it's 110 in Texas and the windows are shut tight. The bottle had exploded leaving stinky, curdled milk all over the back passenger-side floor mat. A moment of insanity escaped as I flung the floor mat across the side lawn. The boys with scrunched noses, stood there, making gagging noises, wondering what to do. We made the extremely long 2 mile trip to school, with the windows all the way down, and shirts covering half of our faces in an failed attempt to escape the smell. The boys couldn't wait to get out of the car.
That's one way to get your kids out of the car and back in the school on first day.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Meet my family...
I thought it would be best to start with who I am...
...I am a mother, a wife, a daughter, a sister, and a granddaughter.
I am a mother of five beautiful children - his and hers - which makes OURS.
Tillman, Brooke, Colby, Cameron, and Corey. Yes, that is right, four boys and one tough little girl.
The His:Ours
Tillman, 19, attends TSU and has plans of becoming a CRNA.
Brooke, 16, is a Junior. Which is the beginning of the fastest two years of her life.
The Hers:Ours
Colby, 12, is in his second year of Junior High and experiencing all the fun and awquard times of becoming a teenager.
Cameron, 9, a fourth grade student, who is extremely laid back and a go with the flow kinda kid.
Corey, 8, is in third grade, and is very outspoken. He likes things the way they are and things don't need to change.
Five very different children; who have grown to be very much alike over the past five years.
The Fabulous Husband
Terry, is a wonderful dad to our kiddos. He works hard to keep our needs and wants met. He teaches our children to be responsible and productive in everything that they do. He can be a tad bit ornery, but what man isn't? =) When they say (and I don't know who they are) but when they say there is a certain someone out there for everyone. Terry is my certain someone. We complete eachother. Both of us walked a broken road to get to one another. But that just makes us appreciate eachother even more.
The Me Part of This
I am learning that the older I get (and I'm not that old) the more emotional I am. I can hear a song, watch my children grow, think about my husband, or just think about life and I might have a tear or two come to my eyes. They aren't tears of sadness, but tears of joy or tears of pride. I try to hide those emotions...perhaps I shouldn't. Then again, the kiddos would be saying all the time, "There goes Mom crying again." I am back in school. Apparently, College wasn't ready for me at age 17. Ok, ok, I wasn't ready for college. I AM ready now though. I have been a student at Hill College for the past year and a half and will now be taking a couple classes in Downtown Dallas (AGH!!!). All of those classes are leading up to me becoming a nurse. I'm shooting for an Associates Degree in Nursing, which will make me an RN and hopefully in 2013. I'm not stopping there. I see a bachelor's in my future and who knows after that - the sky is the limit.
Why Blog
I have been following a couple of blogs. One of a coworker, another from a preacher's wife, and now my step-mom. I have thought about writing a blog, and finally decided why the heck not, It could be fun. We have an exciting, always on the go, never a dull moment life. I plan to share our experiences, my thoughts, and our ups and downs. Hope you enjoy a little peek into life - Townley Style.
...I am a mother, a wife, a daughter, a sister, and a granddaughter.
I am a mother of five beautiful children - his and hers - which makes OURS.
Tillman, Brooke, Colby, Cameron, and Corey. Yes, that is right, four boys and one tough little girl.
The His:Ours
Tillman, 19, attends TSU and has plans of becoming a CRNA.
Brooke, 16, is a Junior. Which is the beginning of the fastest two years of her life.
The Hers:Ours
Colby, 12, is in his second year of Junior High and experiencing all the fun and awquard times of becoming a teenager.
Cameron, 9, a fourth grade student, who is extremely laid back and a go with the flow kinda kid.
Corey, 8, is in third grade, and is very outspoken. He likes things the way they are and things don't need to change.
Five very different children; who have grown to be very much alike over the past five years.
The Fabulous Husband
Terry, is a wonderful dad to our kiddos. He works hard to keep our needs and wants met. He teaches our children to be responsible and productive in everything that they do. He can be a tad bit ornery, but what man isn't? =) When they say (and I don't know who they are) but when they say there is a certain someone out there for everyone. Terry is my certain someone. We complete eachother. Both of us walked a broken road to get to one another. But that just makes us appreciate eachother even more.
The Me Part of This
I am learning that the older I get (and I'm not that old) the more emotional I am. I can hear a song, watch my children grow, think about my husband, or just think about life and I might have a tear or two come to my eyes. They aren't tears of sadness, but tears of joy or tears of pride. I try to hide those emotions...perhaps I shouldn't. Then again, the kiddos would be saying all the time, "There goes Mom crying again." I am back in school. Apparently, College wasn't ready for me at age 17. Ok, ok, I wasn't ready for college. I AM ready now though. I have been a student at Hill College for the past year and a half and will now be taking a couple classes in Downtown Dallas (AGH!!!). All of those classes are leading up to me becoming a nurse. I'm shooting for an Associates Degree in Nursing, which will make me an RN and hopefully in 2013. I'm not stopping there. I see a bachelor's in my future and who knows after that - the sky is the limit.
Why Blog
I have been following a couple of blogs. One of a coworker, another from a preacher's wife, and now my step-mom. I have thought about writing a blog, and finally decided why the heck not, It could be fun. We have an exciting, always on the go, never a dull moment life. I plan to share our experiences, my thoughts, and our ups and downs. Hope you enjoy a little peek into life - Townley Style.
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