Sunday, August 15, 2010

WOW, HAS IT REALLY BEEN THIS LONG!!!

One of my daughters sweet friends, Heather said to me today, " Mrs. Gurney, you haven't put anything on your blog for a long time!" Well I didn't know she even read my blog. Nice...
I thought I would check out how long I have actually been since I had written, and guess what? Its been too long. So much has happened over these past couple of months. I'll spare you the boring details, and sum up as best as I can. Here goes...

Youth Camping trip at Mt. Blue State Park in Maine

Some one was tired at the end of it all...

Grace looking for items for her team.


This man was actually on his cell at the end of the dock. Only place he could get reception I guess.


Katelyn enjoying some free time at the Youth Camping Trip with her best friend Tim.

Teenagers... enough said. Oh, there's Heather.

On the trip home, Tim and Katelyn were asleep in less then 10 minutes.

The beach area was amazing

Camden, Court, Katelyn and Tim on there own little "camping" overnight.
Totally supervised of course. They are such good kids.

And my favorite picture of the summer thus far... It says so much.


Its all good, and I am so very, very, grateful... Thanks Heather.

Hugs from Maine

Thursday, June 17, 2010

ROAD TRIP WEDNESDAY!

Yesterday was Wednesday where you are and where we are... It was also a great start to our summer!!! A much needed "away" day for Katelyn and me and a couple of her friends...


I suggested on Tuesday that we go to the ocean.

The girls were up for that.

The weather wasn't hot and uncomfortable, just breezy and overcast.


We hung out at the water for a bit and relaxed. Then girls being girls, we headed to the Mall.


It was a great day to get away and just be. Katelyn and I both needed some down time.
We decided that Wednesday is officially Road Trip Day for the summer! I don't know where we will be going... it doesn't really matter.


Want to join us!? Its all good, and I am so very grateful.

Hugs from Maine

Sunday, June 13, 2010

FRIENDS, FAMILY, & GOD... AND NOT IN THAT ORDER


What a week its been... To say I'm tired, emotionally, physically, and mentally really doesn't cover it. All I want to do is cry. I've been pushed to a limit that I've been pushed to before. I've had to make decisions that were difficult, but necessary. I've had to listen to what my gut was saying to me, family and friends were confirming, and know that it was right. I've been called names that I can hardly repeat. Never easy.

And in all of that, God was faithful. Faithful to remind me of right and wrong. Faithful to use people who love us and our peeps, to reassure me that even though it can get so hard and nasty, they are here. Always here... Helping to clear our minds when they can be filled with confusion.
Here with an ear to listen, and a heart that understands. Reminding me to not be fearful, stay strong and know that it will work its way out. It always does.

When a mother fears her childs safety, whether one is going to war, or another is in relationship that needs to end, she turns into a bear. She just wants to protect her child. It's not something she thinks about. Its something that comes instinctively. I've had to be a bear this week. A couple of times it hasn't been very pretty. And I wish I would have thought before I let my emotions take over. But, I am human, and make mistakes. I am learning that too. And quite frankly, I'm exhausted. Now I know why bears hibernate all winter.

I am grateful for the many friends and family, willing and always ready, to help us through. It has made me strong, so I can do what needs to be done. Pray for, listen too, and hold my peeps...

But seriously... wheres the cave?

Hugs from Maine

Monday, May 31, 2010

GOD BLESS OUR TROOPS





Our son, Benjamin Stephen Gurney

Hugs from Maine

Sunday, May 30, 2010

Friday, May 28, 2010

AND OUR FIRST BORN SON IS MARRIED !



Yesterday, our son Benjamin was married to the sweetest young woman, Kate. Perfect name huh...
We were able to meet and get to know her last week. What a blessing to see your son in love, and someone loving him just as much. Blessing from Him

Hugs from Maine

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

BENJAMIN IS HOME UNTIL MONDAY, AND KATIE WENT TO THE PROM !

On Saturday night, Katie, Justin and their friends went to the prom.These are the boys waiting at the top of the driveway for the girls to arrive, and here they come...


I took tons of pictures to say the least...

And I stayed up until 4 am editing them. I'm addicted to editing.


Katelyns dress was lovely, and so her. Out of all the gazillion dresses she had looked at, and showed Justin, this was his favorite. She surprised him with it !

They all had a wonderfully, fun time and got home a bit past midnight.



The very next day, Benjamin came home for a weeks visit before going off to Afghanistan. He is here with his fiance, and I just love her. Her name is Katie too !


Holding onto every minute with all of my peeps at home. I haven't slept this well for a long time.
Its all good, and I am so very grateful.

Hugs from Maine

Saturday, May 8, 2010





WATERVILLE -- A Waterville Senior High School graduate died Thursday while serving in Afghanistan's Wardak province.

Spc. Wade A. Slack, 21, was with the Army's 707th Ordnance Battalion, of Fort Lewis, Wash., and specialized in defusing explosives, according to Gov. John Baldacci in a news release.

Slack attended Waterville Senior High from 2003 to 2007. He is the son of Alan and Rose Slack of Waterville and Mary Slack of Waterville.

Slack was killed soon after his squad had completed the disposal of an improvised explosive device and was waiting to be airlifted back to base, according to his father, Alan Slack. A shell exploded -- whether fired from a mortar or rocket wasn't immediately clear -- and shell fragments hit Slack, his father said Friday.

Alan Slack, a veterinarian at the New England Animal Hospital in Waterville, said Friday that his son "had been oriented for military service since 14" and that Wade enlisted while a senior in high school for specialized training that required "intelligence and a top-secret security background check."

"It's not something every person can qualify for," Alan Slack said. "He had been in Afghanistan the last 10 months. I saw him at Christmas, talked with him last weekend. He was very happy. I sent him a postcard every day."

Wade, his father said, "was always bright and cheerful" and "always trying to keep others' spirits up.

"He was always looking for the silver lining in any cloud," Alan Slack said.

Baldacci on Friday ordered flags lowered to half-staff on the day of Slack's funeral, the date of which had not been set.

Alan Slack said he and other immediate family members would be leaving early today to attend a ceremony at Dover Air Force Base in Delaware in the evening.

Wade Slack had been stationed at Fort Lewis. Last year he was promoted to specialist with a specialty in explosive ordnance disposal. Slack completed his basic training at Fort Leonard Wood, Mo., and his advanced individual training at Redstone Arsenal, Ala. and Eglin Air Force Base, Fla.

Robert Fletcher of Waterville, a longtime family friend, said Friday he was amazed at how quickly news of Slack's death had spread as friends learned the news through Facebook, text messages and phone calls. The result, he said, is that everybody was quickly able to start consoling each other.

"People got together really quickly," Fletcher said. "He was loved by many and liked by everyone."

Carole Dodge, assistant principal at the high school, recalled Slack as an honor student who was passionate and caring, who knew by high school that he wanted to serve in the military. Dodge said she had Slack as a student when she taught music at the junior high school.

"He died doing exactly what he wanted to do," Dodge said. "He was a great young man. He was focused and knew what he wanted in life."

At school, "he was a very nice person to everybody," she said, "just somebody you want to be around."

At The Last Unicorn -- where Slack worked on and off as a cook from 2005 to 2007 -- employees on Friday were hugging and comforting each other.

Michelle Cyr, owner of The Last Unicorn, said Slack's brothers and sisters also have worked at the restaurant -- and some still do. Slack, she said, was a "fine young man" who was an example to his siblings.

"He was the sweetest, kindest -- and brave," Cyr said. "It's so tragic. Anybody who knew him, they loved him."

As a specialist who disarmed explosives, "he saved so many lives," Cyr said.

Jason Ladd, a dishwasher at the restaurant, said he and Slack had been friends since Slack was 10. Ladd, who is seven years older, said he'll remember Slack as supportive friend who gave good advice and enjoyed video games, movies and shooting.

"I could talk with him any time. He always had an ear," Ladd said. "He was never judgmental -- just really wise beyond his years in a lot of respects."

Every time Slack came home on leave while in the Army, he would take time to visit as many friends and family members as possible, Ladd said.

"His family was the world to him," Ladd said.

According to Slack's MySpace page, which prominently features a background image of Batman from the movie "The Dark Knight," he liked "a lot of stuff," but "mostly my family, which includes my friends ... because if (you're) in the same business that I am, then you would understand that your friends are family."

A note posted Dec. 23, 2008, on his MySpace page said Slack was "happy to be home again," and another says Slack would like to meet "as many people as possible." Another note says "(Lest) we forget our sacrifices" above a bird's eye image of soldiers forming words: "9-11 -- We Remember."

In a statement, Baldacci said Friday that he had spoken with Slack's parents.

"We can never take for granted the service of our men and women in uniform," Baldacci said. "They are the best among us and sacrifice for their country and their communities. Our prayers go out to Spc. Slack's family and friends.

"He loved his family and he loved his country," Baldacci added. "He was a dedicated soldier who served his country with honor. All of Maine mourns his passing."

U.S. Rep. Mike Michaud, D-2nd District, said in a statement that Maine "has a long tradition of coming together during a crisis, and I know the entire Waterville community and all Mainers will join me in assisting Wade's family with whatever they need during this difficult time."

U.S. Sen. Olympia Snowe, R-Maine, said in a statement that Wade "tragically gave his life defending our nation with limitless courage" and that "we owe him a debt of immeasurable gratitude that we can never repay, and must never forget."

Scott Monroe -- 861-9253 By Scott Monroe smonroe@mainetoday.com
Staff Writer

smonroe@centralmaine.com

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Back in December when Wade was home visiting his family and friends, I had the gift of meeting him. He walked through the door of a restaurant he had grown up working in years before. Two things caught my attention. First, he had on a uniform. Second, he looked like his younger brothers. Both boys are friends with our son Zack. I introduced myself, shook his hand. He shared that he indeed was Andrew and Johns older brother, and was home for a short visit before returning to Afghanistan. I told him our oldest son was currently in Germany but would soon be heading to Afghanistan himself. Sweet Wade, having never met me before that very moment, could see in my mothers eyes my concern for my son and all he would be soon facing. He knew. Wade knew. He knew first hand what Benjamin would soon be living on a daily, 24/7 basis, because he himself had just come from it, and would soon be going back too.

And he also knew my mothers heart. Even though he had just met me only moments before, he reached out his hand placed it on my arm and said, "He'll be fine. "

I can't begin to explain the comfort that I felt in my heart at that moment. The gratefulness that young soldier gave this mom.

Thank you Wade. Spc. Slack. Thank you for who you were to your family, friends, and to your country. Your life was one of love, compassion, giving, caring, hard working, sacrifice...

Words will never be enough to express how grateful I feel to have met and known you.


Hugs from Maine

Friday, April 23, 2010

FRIDAY POST

You know, its been awhile since I've posted on this blog. My blog. My out there for the whole world to read as I vomit my feelings, life, and such, blog. I so forget people actually read this.


So much as been going on here. Our house has been full time and time again with Katie and her friends. Laughing, talking, eating... I love being in the kitchen making cupcakes, hearing my daughter laughing with the people she loves coming from the other room. It's who she is. It fills my heart.


She is growing up faster then I could have ever imagined. But, there are still times when she is in need of her moms gentle, encouraging, loving words. And I so cherish those moments. I wrap them up carefully in my mothers heart, and save them for a rainy day.



I am so proud of who she is. Not what she has or can do... but the "who" of Katelyn.
Insightful, kind, loving, helpful... She is a good friend to those who call her friend. What a gift that girl is.

Its all good, and I am grateful.

Hugs from Maine

Saturday, April 17, 2010



She's growing up too fast...

hugs from Maine

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

IRIS APFEL & OTHERS

"Respect your elders
and let these ladies and gents
teach you a thing or two
about living life to the fullest"





The older I get,



the more I understand.



I am definitely,



on my way...


Hugs from Maine

Sunday, March 28, 2010

TALKED TO BEN TODAY...

Its so strange being able to hear someones voice like their sitting right beside you, knowing their thousands of miles away... Today Blue Eyes and I talked to Ben. He is as you know, stationed in Germany and will be home on leave, for two weeks, at the end of May.



Ben has called home a couple of times this week. I have missed each call. His siblings did get to talk to their big brother. Katelyn said, "mom, he was even nice to me." She was thrilled. There is a ten year difference between our oldest and youngest. Space that can sometimes be difficult to fill. Their worlds are so very different. But they do. They do connect.

So after the disappointment of missing calls from Ben earlier in the week, with just Blue Eyes home with me, I called him. In Germany. 4pm. here. 10pm there.

Ben has been a night person for a number of years so I felt safe. The first thing he said was, "mom, do you know how much this is going to cost?" When you need to hear your kids voice, cost doesn't come to mind. Their voice does.

At the end of our conversation, when my heart was full of comfort from hearing our first Born's voice, I called to Blue Eyes to pick up, Ben was on the phone.
I sometimes will overhear what Ben and his dad are talking about. Today was one of those days.

I've known that their conversations are sometimes in a code of sorts. A father, son code. One that is meant to protect me. My heart. My thoughts. My concerns.
When Blue Eyes looked over at me and saw tears streaming down my face, he realized I had heard more than either father or son wanted me to hear. Where Ben will be, and the dangers that are going along with it, when he is in Afghanistan.


As a mom who knows and trust God with her peeps, I find my self still crying. And I struggle with that. I struggle with wondering if I really don't trust God as much as I think I do. Claim I do. The message at church yesterday and last week were about remembering the things God has done in our lives. All of the times He has been there. Gotten us through. Blessed us beyond measure... And He has. In our family. Gotten us through really difficult times. Blessed us beyond measure.

So, why? Why do tears come to my eyes, and fall down my face when I know, God is with our first born. Always with him. No matter where he goes, what he faces, God is there. Beside him. With him.

I'm learning as I go. I'm learning how to be a mother of a son, who is sacrificing all for his country. And I am remembering that Gods plan and purpose for Benjamins life can be trusted. Even though the tears come, and I made Ben promise me to let me hug on him as long as I need when he gets here, and I heard the smile in his voice when he said, "sure mom". God can be trusted. With our lives. With our childrens lives. He is trust worthy.



Tears will come. Tears will fall on the shoulders of the ones I love, and love me. But through each tear, I will choose to trust. I will choose to trust The One who is trustworthy. I will trust Him with our peeps. With their lives, however long or short that might be.

And I will trust and remember that He, is more than enough. Because... He Is.

Its all good. And I am so very grateful.

Hugs from Maine

Saturday, March 13, 2010

SOME THINGS ARE JUST YOU


This is a wedding "gown" and has my name all over it... If I were to ever be so blessed to marry Blue Eyes again.

You can see her things here,

BONZIE

Hugs from Maine

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

25 YEARS AGO TODAY ...

25 years ago today, I was 20, almost a year married, and so very young...
I was also giving birth for the very first time to this young soldier...



Last year on this day, (His 24th birthday), he went off to boot camp. I couldn't bring him, his Dad did. It was a very heavy heart day for me. I had spent over 20 years mothering my first born son. Benjamin. And now, he was entering a world that was beyond my reach of being his mom. I couldn't be there for him if he needed. Couldn't help him feel better if he was sick. Couldn't comfort and encourage him when he was struggling. But in all of that. In all a mother goes through when she is walking in the very last steps of releasing her child from childhood, God was faithful. He was there.

He reminded me of the reality that I already knew. Ben belongs to Him. Always has, always will. Ben has been a sweet gift from God that I never could have imagined in my wildest dreams of being blessed with. But God did. He knew before the beginning of time that Benjamin would be our first born son. Sweet, kind hearted, gentle, smart, (boy is that guy smart), curious, helpful, hard working, strong ... Benjamin is the best oldest brother to his siblings that anyone could ask or hope for. I've always told our peeps that God didn't just randomly place them in their birth order without purpose. They are where they are, for His purpose. His plan. And also for our family. Each of our children have always been taught the precious gift of where they are to the other sibling, in the birth order. Some of them have more responsibility then the others. God of course, knew what He was doing, putting Ben at the beginning.




25 years ago today, when I held my precious first born son, when I looked into his beautiful little blue eyes, (just like his dads), I NEVER imagined we would be raising a soldier. But God did. He knew.

He knew Ben would be a Lego building, gentle spirited, kind hearted, intelligent, helpful, boy, who took care of his siblings, and sometimes mom when dad was at work. He would be strong, and reliable. Always reliable.

He would love and know Jesus, and grow, into a soldier. A soldier in the United States Army. A soldier like those who have gone before him, and those he serves our country with now, giving all. All. Taking care of his family, and yours. Taking care of our country.

I didn't know. I didn't know. But God did. He knew that today, 25 years later, my mothers heart would be so heavy for my first born son. My eyes would be crying all day. And my spirit would be so very, very, proud. Proud beyond words.




God also knew that He would comfort my heart by reminding me that He is ALWAYS with Ben. Our son. Blue Eyes, Mine, and Gods. He will never leave Ben or forsake him. He will and is with him at every point in this journey Ben takes. No matter where it takes him. Talking to him. Helping him. Always there with him.

So although today is a heavy heart day for this mom, God is so good. He will comfort me with my strong, loving Blue Eyes. Who knows what I'm feeling without my speaking a word. He will comfort me with Mattie, Zack and Kate. They will hug on me over and over, let me cry on their shoulders, and tell me, " He'll be alright mom. Really. " They carry my heavy heart with them today. How blessed am I !!!

And God is with Ben. Always with Ben.

Maybe Ben is going to share Jesus with just one person. One person is worth it. Ben would agree, I'm sure.

Its all good, and I am so very, very, grateful.

Hugs from Maine

Sunday, March 7, 2010

IF I HAD A CRAFT ROOM...

If I had a craft room, I think it would look something like this.



Pink walls and all!

Hugs from Maine

Monday, March 1, 2010

19 DAYS UNTIL SPRING !!!

Friends on Face Book have reminded me that we have just 19 days until spring! (photos from last year.)


This tells me a few things. I need to find my sheets to hang for the porch.


A new American Flag for the front post.

My white pillows, blanket, and spring flowers.


Last year, I spent many mornings sipping hot coffee here, waking up with the sound of chirping birds. Evenings with my peeps listening to their days events, things they were working through, thoughts and plans.

We read good books, got to know Katies boyfriend Justin, Matties sweet girlfriend Elizabeth. Friends and neighbors stopped by and chatted. We just spent time together.


I am so looking forward to more of that. All are welcome !



Hugs from Maine