I Am Grateful For My First Born
Ricky is relaxing at the Birthing Cave
I just happened to be thinking about Thanksgiving. A very special Thanksgiving entered my mind. It was 47 years ago that I started to realize that something was not right. Of course, back then, there were no "pee" strips for women. You had to go to the doctor to get confirmation to find out if you were pregnant.
It Was A Long Two Weeks
By the time I got into the doctor, Thanksgiving was approaching. So, I was tested, and the results took a week. It was right in time for Thanksgiving! Rick and I were going to host Thanksgiving, so it was the perfect time to tell the family.
Our New Home (1976) In Chino, California
The reason we were hosting was that we had just moved into our brand-new single-family home. Our first home was a new townhome we purchased in 1972. Now we had a home to entertain without bumping into our guests! The pic above is from 2019. This home has increased another $200,000 since 2019.
But I digress... First, I had to tell Rick about our new addition!
Neither of our children was planned. So, my husband had no idea I was pregnant. When he found out, he was happy, but he also went into shock (in a good way.)
Ricky was born the first week of summer the following year, in 1977. Not only is Ricky our firstborn, but he is also the father of Tristan, and I feel so blessed to have both of them in our lives. We never expected to be grandparents.
Empty Nest... Or Not?
Ricky followed us to Sedona when we finally sold our California home in 2012. We had an extra bedroom, so he stayed with us. He did a lot of hiking.
Before leaving California, he fulfilled his dream of attending the USASA Nationals on Copper Mountain in Colorado. He was the National Champion for Slopestyle in his age group - two years in a row!
We are so proud of him!
Here is a quick video of the Nationals...
Go to 2:30 to see a short clip of the Nationals
...And Then There Is Tristan!
First Class ~ Tae Kwon Do
I count my blessings and how lucky I am to be with my son and grandson every week. They keep me young, and I can give back to them. Not everyone is fortunate enough to see their kids and grandkids weekly. We have two home-cooked sit-down meals a week. This is truly a blessing that any mother can appreciate.
Tristan is hiking with his dad behind our home on Coffeepot Trail.
Sheri - Ricky - Tristan - Rick
Hiking Coffeepot Trail behind our home in the Cottages At Coffeepot
Looking toward Ship Rock near Uptown Sedona
My "nest" is overflowing, and I am grateful for my family.
Tristan is hiding under the table!
This is my second entry into the November 2023 - Thankful Thoughts Challenge
Hosted by Debe Maxwell, CRS