Blog for June 14th, 2026
Happy Birthday Everybody!
Yep, it’s Junemas around here! Five of my grandkids had birthdays this last week, and my three of them were on my husband’s birthday! I’m broke already! Lol. And we still have Father’s day and our anniversary this coming up week!
Plus my brother’s birthday is this week, my niece, a nephew and sponsee’s too. Of course, there’s been anniversaries and graduations galore and other people’s wedding anniversaries and weddings. This is all good stuff for sure. I’m so grateful for my grandkids and family celebrating birthdays and anniversaries. I’m especially grateful for my husband.
At the meeting tonight we read the JFT about us all being miracles. I can certainly attest to that. Who would have thought that all we had to do was just not do drugs. I shared about how my life is full of miracles. Being clean for one and my husband for sure! Grandkids, family, sponsees, our home, our life. God is so good to us.
I just want to talk about my favorite June birthday people, starting with my husband. As I said, he is amazing and considering he has COPD and all kinds of stuff wrong, I think he is doing remarkably well! God is so good to us. He still works on stuff around our house, cooks for us from time to time, works on his “project”, his 1929 Model A Ford and still sponsors some guys, shares experience, strength and hope with other. We do our daily meditations together and he loves me like no one else ever has, I am deeply moved and grateful by his love and care for me. We are “yoked” in several different ways, first and foremost is our faith. Then there’s our recovery, the two main things that have held us together all these years. I love you JR, more than the sky is big. You are biggest and best blessing of life.
Next birthday kid I want to talk about is my amazing oldest grandson, who just this month has become a Bonafide MD, a Doctor of Medicine. Now, I realize there are many doctors out there and people making great achievements, but were they all on the possible verge of being terminated in their mother’s womb, just for coming too soon in life? My own mother encouraged my daughter to abort him. I told her please no, God’s got a plan for this baby. He was raised with love, care and Jesus. Both of his parents have adored him since day one. He was always the sweetest, kindest, and might I say smartest kids you’d ever want to meet. What a pure blessing he’s been for all of us. He is now thirty-four years old.
Then we come to the miraculous twins! Boy and a girl. After my daughter had her first born, her and his dad married and tried having another baby. She lost three babies in miscarriages for the next fourteen years. Finally, they opted for In Vitro Fertilization, (IVF). It was quite an expensive ordeal for her. All those shots in her stomach, meds and hormones and driving up and down the pass, eighty miles each way, until finally they did the implantation. I was there for that. What an amazing, miraculous event that was. Once we knew she was officially pregnant. We were all ecstatic. Then, one day at work, on playground duty, she called me and told me she was pregnant with twins! Wow and whooo hoo!
A few months into her pregnancy, the doctors told her she had to stay in bed, she was at risk of losing the babies. Lot’s of prayers ensued. She was put in a small hospital room at the end of the hall. I said it looked like it was a storage room they put a hospital bed in. My poor baby girl. The hospital was in the next town over and went to see her every chance I got. I have a sponsee who lived near that hospital, and she would go and take all kinds of magazine pictures and put them all over the walls to decorate it. Even the 1975 ten-inch tv didn’t work right. They finally sent her home with a hospital bed that they put in their living room. I threw her a “drive by” baby shower, open house style, where people just dropped by that day in the time allotted. It was pretty cool.
As time passed, it happened that one of the babies was trying to slip out, it was the boy. My daughter ended up at UCLA having a cervical cerclage. It was very hard on her, they stitched up so he couldn’t slip out. My poor baby girl.
They let her come back home on complete bed rest until it was time for their birth’n. Again, she went to the hospital in the next town. We were all there to welcome these little precious angels into the world. And what a sweet, wonderful blessing they have been. Thank you Lord, they turned nineteen on Sunday. They were born on their big brother’s fifteenth birthday, and it was my husband’s sixty-third birthday. What a blessing they all are.
So, there they are four beautiful miracles of life, all on flag day. Ta-Da!
PS. NONE of our grandkids have ever seen us drunk or loaded, by the grace of God.
Question of the Week: Do you have any miracle birthday’s in your life?
